Gone
Ohhh my youth , viewed from olde men less benches,
abandoned me in a fog of years
Like a broken fragment of Sun, it has shattered into a million scattered pieces
You lay it out, in my eye line
Spread, in my path on the table of destiny. Passed and unretrevable .
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