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turning gray

As I Turn Gray As I turn gray, the music fades, Melodies lost in the echo of days. Consciousness swarms me, a ceaseless tide, Drowning in thoughts I cannot hide. The colors blur, once vivid, now pale, Chained by shame—too weak to prevail. Neither to move, nor to flee, Trapped in time, a ghost of me. Yesterday lingers, tomorrow looms, Regret and doubt fill hollowed rooms. The weight of years, heavy and deep, A restless mind that never sleeps. Today, I am older than yesterday, Alone with years that waste away. Too young to be wise, too old to dream, Turning eighteen, yet unseen.

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Date: 3/8/2025 4:23:00 AM
Dropping by to say congratulations on your winning work. So nice to see it in the winners' list. Way to go. Sara K
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