When we’re young, we think our lives are endlessly.
Thinking everything we do, is amazing or stupendous.
So we waste our time on meaningless things.
Or get caught up, in our daily routines.
By the time we notice, it’s much too late.
So many things we didn’t appreciate.
All the opportunities, we let pass us by.
The years go by in the blind of an eye.
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