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Forever Young
larrylark

We live in an age
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while growing old
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we can stay young.
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Having a fund of memories
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adorned with facial creams,
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papering cracks,
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we moisten the past,
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bring it up to the task,
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feel born again.
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Long ago youth
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flows through each creaking frame
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so that arthritic parts feel the glow,
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no pain.
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worn out heart renewed.
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Memories remain young
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even though the truth
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might sing a different tune.
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Yearning for the past
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casts us in a new role,
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as when long ago,
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we were forever young,
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22 Apr 18


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fund of memories isn't a term in the third world
 — percocet

u r searching for prolonged happiness like a fool.
 — percocet

write a poem of the decisions u have made that can help real life
 — percocet

I was forever young.

I was raped,
defecated on,
a man threw a evergreen cd
at me.

I was no longer forever young.
 — percocet

no sympathy here
 — percocet

sry old lady
 — percocet

I like your poem, but I need work.
 — percocet

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