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Horizons Dont Wait For Anyone
I wasted my life in a search for myself
Lost amid cul de sacs and blind alleys
Wondering just what it was I wanted
Sages say he is doomed who dallies
Horizons don't wait for anyone
Age creeps up on you like a mist
Years become vague phantoms
Its why I've rarely been kissed
I'm getting older but still confused
I always had trouble with my vision
Soon I wont s...
Sunday 4th October 2020 11:02 am
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