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The Future Ablaze
The older I get…
the more exclusive I become
with distant mountains to climb
The older I get…
the shorter the moods swing
and the longer I can laugh out loud
The older I get…
the more vivid the memory
of what we almost became
The older I get…
with feelings that burn, the future ablaze
-the older I get
(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016)
the more exclusive I become
with distant mountains to climb
The older I get…
the shorter the moods swing
and the longer I can laugh out loud
The older I get…
the more vivid the memory
of what we almost became
The older I get…
with feelings that burn, the future ablaze
-the older I get
(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016)
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The Future Ablaze
The Future Ablaze