The travesty of aging takes
From one, the simple joys of life
Youthful energy to insipid decay
From idealism to pragmatism
From selfless notions of shared love
To a rabid defense of vested interests
From stratospheric flights of fancy
To ensconcement in earthiest needs
From the turbulence of change
To the comfort of the status quo
The quagmire of living saps life itself
Just give me back my age of innocence
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