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Still Chasing

Once was young and chasing dreams
     down paths that weren't paved with gold;
I would never look ahead
     to see the day when I'd grow old.

Yet, I had forever believed
     that I would find so much more,
Long before the time came
     to be knocking on Heaven's door.

After all those youthful years
     I still don't know what life means,.
But for these times of ageing
     I am still chasing after dreams
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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