Another Day Lost To Eternity
I'm getting a bit too old, so I'm told...
and before I depart, I must search this wonderful world:
I'll search for places I've never seen and people with different faces and smiles...
whose stories and fairy tales are the delight of their happy eyes,
and forgetting to have lived another day
lost to eternity, I'll make believe that even death is thousands of years away.
Oblivion is the denial of existence,
and without truthfulness and sincerity, there can be neither love nor desire
to give it or to receive it in abundance...
always regretting another day lost to eternity, never ending life's satire.
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