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Apr 2020
standing still
yet moving at speeds as fast as tides rising,
the age of glow
and golden
is vastly approaching the horizon.
-
with age never showing in face;
there's an agent of grace
and youth,
embracing truth.
how old am i?
Written by
the black rose  F/the islands
(F/the islands)   
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   Cloudydaze
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