I’ve been counting candles So long I’ve lost track of the years That grow long like my shadow Trailing behind me as a cloak Obscuring things passed Barely remembered events Some of which I’d like to recollect better Though they’re draped in cobwebs of age With work they can almost still shine through But one of the most important lessons That has come with age is to keep looking forward Let the shadows have what they are due While facing the path ahead Lit with the rich sunlight of potential
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