By Gone Days

If I were able to remember, I might rather not

continue to glorify living by a rope’s single knot.

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For every afternoon I soak in a wistful memory,

I’ll easily pass on the fear of societal misery

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While around me the world continues to age

I wonder what’s it is like to finally be that sage.

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Because last time I thought about prior years

there came to mind an epiphany of fears

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today, I look behind my walls to understand time

while the world moves forward, I live a life sublime.

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I wish a memory might energize your state of mind

in the manner we used to think about, how we remind

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ourselves that each living hour, each moment, second

chance we choose to pursue, becomes an amend

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again, a reminder of our lives in the days before

suggest we give solace to knowing there is more.

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