Well, since I actually like this poem, I figured I might as well post it. XD
Young
There is once a time,
A time long ago,
A time…Not so long ago.
But, it is something we end up letting go,
Something…That always goes with time.
But what is the thing that flows with time?
Our youth is what flows with time and can never stay,
It fades with each passing day.
We all grow old,
And we all remember the single truth told…
You will never stay young.
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