One day I climb,
Only the next to descend.
And so days pass, …
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Youth is often adorned,
In lively and bright,
While the aged,
Are cloaked in wisdom,
Cracks and lines. …
Today felt cracked and dry.
As the hours passed,
Ghosts of bygone years, …
Living the same dream,
Where everyone is different,
Yet crave sameness, …
Everything in life,
By accident or atrophy,
Sooner or later breaks. …
Today I’d like to float,
But cannot know for sure.
The weather’s unpredictable, …