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Growing Older

Growing Older

written by: Joshua Corwin



Return my distant sorrows from magnolias
branched and blossomed beyond the lucid air.
“Where have you gone my gentle ghost?”
We share the shore with naïve excitement
like dreamers waiting for the illusion to be over
or for the prosecution to rest its case
in silent house.

I lay awake, drunk with memories,
and watch the azure lake dry up all my sorrows.

Once I was young and weary,
from all the noise life had to offer;
I knew better then
than I do now.

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