I'm Grown Up
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Anil Kumar Panda
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I am not a boy now
I have grown mustaches
I have muscles of a strong man
I can take two enemies at a time
I am grown to a man
I have dreams to materialize
I have choices to choose the best
I can compose on love a sweet rhyme
My energy goes to waste
If I can't wipe off tears from
The eyes of the poor and tend a
Flower in my pot of love in its prime
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