Growing old
Growing old, once was, is no longer
seeing things that no longer exist in the place in front of your eyes
for they now prefer to only linger behind
in your place, behind your eyes
Growing old, once was, is no longer
seeing things that no longer exist in the place in front of your eyes
for they now prefer to only linger behind
in your place, behind your eyes
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