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675.  Youth

Youth is so intoxicating
Stimulation gained by sight
Memories lost by fascination
The search for skin so tight
Liquor can’t begin to compare
Satisfaction gained by impure thought
Possession is merely fleeting
Reversal of time can’t be bought
Elixirs give pause for a moment
The quickening of life hidden by cream
Facades of rejuvenation swallowed freely
Realities of success merely a dream
We all once had what we now want
Yet so eager before to see it pass away
Maturity reminds us what we now treasure
A lesson remembered until our dying day


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