Poem -

Fountain Pen of Youth

In the face of contemplation, tell me what do you see?

Now in the heat of your heart racing, tell me what it all means.

Because that feeling is so fleeting; every second, never repeating.

Yet that next one is always creeping up

on both you & I,Β so every moment, it's just not enough.

One day I will pull the plug

& the clock will keep on counting down, only I won't be getting up.

It seems that my sands of time in this fountain of youth have puddled up into mud.

So I'm only reaping just what I have sown now

while extending my branches to all that I have touched.

That means that everything, that I have everΒ made or spread to anyone

will keep my existence present because those memories cannot be undone.Β 

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