We're growing up,
Filling a part of our cup,
From milk,
To coffee,
We wanted to grow up so soon,
That we kept stirring,
Until everything got cold,
And we only cared about the pot of gold.
Filling a part of our cup,
From milk,
To coffee,
We wanted to grow up so soon,
That we kept stirring,
Until everything got cold,
And we only cared about the pot of gold.
~ Mansi Gupta.
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