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Turning 24

I have filed myself away, in a neat little folder

marked Unread. Sneaked myself on the top shelf

hidden yet observed.

To be read later, when I hit that magical age of 50

people seem to celebrate or dread

life half over, half to begin.

Maybe.

Let me enjoy being 24.

The boys are hot, music loud and

alcohol tastes so divine, it leaves

a trail of drunken who gives a fuck, anyway

as we fumble with buttons, zippers

and freedom hits like a cool breeze.

You can always live safe

But the frisson is what I live for.

 

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Preeti Sinha

Tue 23rd Jun 2015 05:32

Graham, I will keep that in mind :) You are a very handsome and dignified man, unlike some I have had the misfortune to interact with. Dinosaur? I don't think so.
Darren, thank you for your wonderful advice! Duly noted :0
Huw, better to enjoy than grow old crabby and bitter. Promiscuity? Nah. Just healthy enjoyment with consenting adults. Thanks for reading :)

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Darren Scanlon

Mon 22nd Jun 2015 18:34

I'm 50 next month, Preeti but hey ho, it's just a number. I will always be 12yrs old in my heart and soul.

I agree with Graham, never regret anything. Go for every opportunity that your life offers you, grab it with both hands and never let go.

Above all else, enjoy every minute of every day and Keep Smiling

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Graham Sherwood

Mon 22nd Jun 2015 09:49

Two pieces of advice from a dinosaur Preeti. 50 isn't that magical and whatever you get up to don't regret anything!

I sense in your piece that you are filing away the real you and embarking on an adventure as an almost fictitious person.

Whatever you do don't forget the file on the top shelf!

Graham

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