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we're born-we live 
                in
youthful perfumed arrogance-
through folly we hopefully gain 
            wisdom
we engage- we retreat- we age
that's the nature of things
the parties and gatherings
           shrinking 
becoming few-far between..
time grasps the coattail of speed
weddings-worry-wakes
we're happy-we grieve
         in between
   friends come and go-
    misunderstandings
falling outs and fade away(s)
days sprint by night the same
children and loves drift away 
like mad stars in the night
suddenly we're thrust into... 

         old age

Where all blessings
and storms coalesce
then come to pass 
just two battered birds remain
atop a cold mountain stone-
sated in storms of silence

For them the end
is not frightening
they've lived it all
hand to wrinkled hand
merging hearts with faith
as time becomes mind
mind becomes time
eternity entwined
within their stardust they'll
            find
all equations revealed
God is a spiral of time
        a constant 
in the speed of their light
   and always will be-

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