Aging

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I'm seeing..in my minds eye 
I'm feeling..where I've been 
I'm happy..for the friends I have 
I'm missing ...those who've been 

For real 

Life is long..yet far too short 
Time separates.. old knowns
Yet...known's are known..no matter 
Throughout time's span

They've grown 

Been unseen for..one or two 
Maybe..thirty years 
Time..you see..
Means naught.. t'ween friends 

When together..

Once again

  • Author: James Perrin (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 28th, 2026 01:16
  • Category: Unclassified
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