I’ve Grown Weary, I’ve Grown Old

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Finding myself lost once
I wouldn’t have thought twice.
Exhorting myself onward,
I’d reckon for steep price.
While places changed,
And steps abounded,
Earth’s furies stopped me cold.
Lust-filled days, long passed,
Sleepless nights, surrendered.
I’ve grown weary, I’ve grown old

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