NOW
© Linda Maran
Old friends I've passed you by,
and I'm getting lazy in these set of days.
Just like the sleepy aged-old sun
I'm watching the history of a lifetime run.
A reckless heart, steadfast now.
And it's distant and quiet around my soul.
Just like the aged-old sun,
I'm resting in the arms of whats to come.
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