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Each Passing Day

With each passing day,
I look in the mirror.
As the days pass by,
Each little by little.

I think about when I was young,
All the thoughts I used to have.
How i used to think what life would be,
And now realizing I was all wrong.

I used to think life would be so perfect,
And nothing would go wrong.
Now I look back and see,
All the little things that went wrong.

Little by little,
My whole life changed.
Every little thing counted,
Either in a satisfying or awful way.

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Life is no mold we just pour into