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Aug 2016
When I was young,
I dreamt of being old,
now that I am old,
I dream of being young.
I wish that I was ten,
with the knowledge I have today,
that way I can do things different,
that way I wouldn't end up this way.
I wish that I could change,
but this is who I grew to be,
and now I fear I will always be,
the same, old, lonely, me.
Mike Patten
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