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Johnny walker Nov 2018
Many a time I've asked
forgiveness In my life
for things I didn't get
right, wasted so much
of my youth thinking
there will always be a
tomorrow
But sadly
youth withers quickly
with age before you'd
know It, your once youthful look had
simply has
gone
Now old everything
so much more difficult
to do, where once
nothing was to hard all things took In my stride, for once youth was on my
side
A poem of youth lost happens all too quickly In gone In a blink of an eye's

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