Youth
Youth is like a fire burning bright
Who's licking flames glow in delight
Burning fiercely with great force
Full of life, with no remorse
Or thought of dying
Then suddenly, the fire's heat,
Lessen to a slower beat.
The fire is now getting low,
And comforting embers start to show,
Embers that linger on,
Until all flames and heat are gone,
As we lay dying.
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