As time passes memories fade away
with each new step
it leads to another gateway
As time progresses,
so do our successes
As our pathways bend,
to satisfy our heart's content,
our wisdom grows,
with a mind of it's own,
As I take my last step,
with no regrets,
I lay and accept,
my stay with death
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