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2004-01-11
youth, like diamonds in the sun
It's rather early in the morning, and I'm wide awake.
There's something I forgot to say to you all. Something that defines me. It's so hard to get old without a cause. I don't want to perish like a fading horse
Thirty-four is upon me. Time marches on, yet I embrace it. I hold it close and cherish what it has to tell me. There are more years ahead than what I've left behind. Thirty-three was hard. From the anniversary of my first conciousness to the actual realization of thirty three years on the planet and on through a reitiration of those first months; I struggled throughout it all to retain that which is truly me. I held on tight and never let go...bringing me now to the threshhold of the next challenge.
It comes a bit later than expected, but today I say goodbye to thirty-three. I have months yet to go before society recognizes where I've come this night, but I know I'm already there.
and diamonds are forever
(with special thanks to Alphaville)Labels: dose of mikey, spirit
* posted by me at 9:20 AM
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