I frisk and frolic in oblivious disarray
Ablaze in the
irresponsibility of youth
Deep within lies
the fear of aging
Concealed well, though are its signs
Rabid in the
horror of the fated
The imminent fallacy of being dated
In the present not deemed to be
Beyond the brooding, unable to see
Never be ashamed of being dated. So many great things have happened in the past it is where our inspiration comes from.
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