Metamorphisis
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Thoughts running amuck.Growth is more than physical And the mind is new. Each year creates change, Development begins withA sensual feel. No more baby talkOnly, "I love you baby",Hormones befall us. A rumbling force,yet the day a calm Monday.There is an escape. It went unnoticed, Until nausea set in.Aunt flow never came.
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