Remember me as an old photograph
Stuck inside the tattered pages
Of a forgotten book.
I, in my youth, was fearless.
Don't take me by the changes I've been charged with. They have done much to make this man disguised in time.
We are all once upon a year young and fearless.
Life can take you places you didn't think existed.
So be an old photograph, forever, in your mind. Be that fearless wandered, bereft of weathered time.
Friday, July 15, 2016
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