The wind blew with a Key West glow,
and I could hear the steel drums ring.
Jimmy Buffett tunes were playing.
I still remember everything.
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So much in life we can't control.
We toil for silver and for gold.
It wears us down and takes its toll,
but we survive to reach the goal.
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I heard a cryptic melody,
and knew it held a clue.
To some it was a muted hush,
but others surely knew.
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I've seen the soul where rivers hide,
and heard the stolid mountainside.
The rocks and rivers spoke to me
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what is the debt we owe
to thank the universe
for granting such a blessing
the beauty of this earth
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as fire ignites the stars
with fantasy
I sense a final dream
at apogee
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I leave behind the perennials
the daffodils of youth
the memory and the faces
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the fact of mortality
makes me wonder
I see the trees fall
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some hide behind a vacant stare
some hide behind a smile
some hide by stating only facts
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