Life is when lived in memories
Nimble and agile,
Life is vim, vigour, virile,
Prudence gone sterile.
Limp getting the knees
Life is lived in memories—
In rest, reveries!
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Senryu | 01.05.2018 | life, youth, old age
Note: Past seems a safe harbour for, we have been there. Memories become man's refuge in old age.
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