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Can you tell me my friend
How long has it been
At least 30 years or more

I still think of you
Being one in their youth
As I have yet to pull that cord

Pictures inside my mind
Are stuck in that time
Freeze dried yet warm to the soul

Friends from the past
In a die have been cast
Where they never grow old

Those that we see 
In our world of daily
Gray with us toe to toe

Though it may be
Done gradually 
A fact that we all know

There is never a need
For a mirror to see 
The season in life that we comb

But it's the one's that we miss
Still inside of our heads
That never seem to grow old

The good part about this
Is we still exist 
In their minds for all that we know

Running footloose and free
Through their memories 
The way we were before time took its toll

Where days became years
Turning our age old fears
From our does into our don'ts 

If we hold tight to that
With the time we have left
Perhaps like them we'll never grow old



Thinking of friends from the past that I've lost touch with and realized they're still young in my memories... They've never aged.

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