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Feb 2017
I measured my life in teaspoons and rings
And every flap of my tethered bird wings.
I spent my best treasures on diamonds and gold
So now as I age,  I fear I grow old

I counted my days as labour and sleep
the former came easy,  the latter a feat
I forgot the stories my mother once told
And now as I age, I fear I grow old

Once I was younger, sweet as a bell
But as I grew up,  another part fell
I used to be clever,  a dreamer and bold
But now at my age,  I've already grown old

I warn you my dear,  before it's too late
Do not be a fool to glitter and fate
The world is an oyster, but pearls are so cold
Turn your eyes to the skies, before you get old
MsAmendable
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MsAmendable  24/F/British Colombia, Canada
(24/F/British Colombia, Canada)   
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