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FAST FORWARD
I woke up this morning
just feeling kind of blue;
no longer rare for me;
it's what I often do !
Each day that passes by
seems to run into the next;
a book already written...
I cannot change the text !
My life is in fast forward,
and move ahead, I must !
Yet, I don't feel much like seeing
my youth left in the dust !
I hang on to memories,
more precious to me than gold...
they help me to forget
the pains of growing old !
A mountain stood before me
the day that I was born !
Now it grows much shorter
with the dawning of each morn.
I am at that awkward stage...
spring in my step is waning
but I haven't reached the top;
there's still some time remaining...
I am closer to the peak
than I ever was before;
still I am not ready
to push that final door !
Now as the days move on,
I urge myself to see
that inside the wrapper,
exists the girl I used to be !
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