Mechanic
De ja vu.
De ja vu.
Things happen sometimes that have happened before.
Find a way through.
Not all destiny paths lead to the same finale.
Life improves with age, but always slowly, gradually.
I am not as young as I used to be.
I am not the same version of me.
I improve with age, fading every day.
I am not your remedy, but we could find a way.
I self-repair with your care.
I need your help as well.
I know what I need and just like air,
I float along giving life to all who I can tell.
Help me to help you out of your Hell,
So just like you I can repair.
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Aa Harvey (
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Comments1
A good example of staying as young as we feel A.A. - I like the words "self-repair" which is always easier with someone who cares - - good read.
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