WHEN I WAS YOUNG
When I was young
I lived for the future
For the dream
Of making a work
I would be remembered for.
Now I am old
There is no work
I will be remembered for-
So I try now
More than before
To live in the present.
But I am too old
And the Present can no longer be mine
As it might have been in my youth.
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