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Old Man Meeting an Old Friend Down the Line
1 min readFeb 17, 2019
i want to be
where it’s always warm,
beside the sea,
listen to the ocean’s roar — ignore
the passing away of time
and relax,
let time slip away.
my name is jeff
do you remember me?
i knew you once,
some time ago,
i know
age has graced my face — a disgrace
to let time have its way.
i want to be
where it’s always warm,
beside the sea
nestled in the ocean’s roar — believe
we’re never too old to be free.
