I am inspired to write while listening to some old songs and looking back. I realize my life is a confusion of what I wanted and what I had. I tried to understand why I am here. For all I know...it is great to be young...and that was for a while.
Then the years gone unnoticed and life began slowly withering away with aging taken control. Suddenly I am not young anymore. If only there is no aging, then it is great to be alive. What more can one desire other than the feeling of being great! Now I miss that feeling altogether.
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