Old age, always a few years far
Every time my old age they blame,
A few years far it gets than I’m.
I’ve learnt to push that goal
Thanks to hints from my soul
That my youth sprouts a twig on stem.
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Limerick | 30.07.2025 | youth, old age,
Copyright © Aniruddha Pathak | Year Posted 2025
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