🌿I
am almost a hundred years old;
waiting
for the end,
and
thinking about the beginning.
There are things I need to tell you,
There are things I need to tell you,
but
would you listen if I told you how quickly time passes?
I know you are unable to imagine this.
Nevertheless,
I know you are unable to imagine this.
Nevertheless,
I
can tell you that you will awake someday to find that your life has
rushed by at a speed at once impossible and cruel.
The
most intense moments will seem to have occurred only yesterday and
nothing will have erased the pain and pleasure,
the
impossible intensity of love and its dog-leaping happiness,
the
bleak blackness of passions unrequited,
or
unexpressed,
or
unresolved.
You get old and you realize there are no answers,
You get old and you realize there are no answers,
just
stories...✨🎶✨

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