one life somewhat lived at least close to
american retirement age the days fall away
like my life which i thought would be
fairly fulfilled by now like the universe
at 13.7 billion years to my 63 we are
expanding in some way things crash
and change singing is a way of making
sense of things ideas are not meant to
stay imprisoned in tombs of old thoughts
they are meant to dance in the light
take up hammers and create something beautiful

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