The ruins of thy gangling fortitude
The prime energy must composed
Into your true purpose and before you know it
The time flies away into imponderable
Cosmos
And you re old and may not even regret
And obtain consolation from the remainder
Unless you have gems to show for it the entire lifetime is wasted
Quarantine your self from the vulgar streets
Larger swathes just exist for existence sake,
And knoweth not the value of time when it's worth a penny
Let alone when it's worth a fortune.
Those who made the leap quite early would the reap the beauty of the sun
When the sun looks down on you beaten by time
The price tag is called accomplishment and nothing more and nothing else.
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