A wonderful time left behind,
awesome places & friends kind,
that charm in life where do I find,
my quill heavy & boggled mind.
I wanna move ahead with times,
But mind reminds me old rhymes,
good God help in these clueless times,
to write in life wonderful new rhymes.
I am indeed lost; in the future and past,
In the stage of life we are but a cast,
we are to act perfect our part,
least not the play lay wide apart.
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