your future but not
the hard-earned savings
from a different life ago.
Go go wherever you want,
seek out your dreams
to find recurring themes
of love and loss,
the old and avant-
garde--your heart
awaits in some far off place.
An adventure away
so set your own pace
and mind the gap
between the earth and space
For the fall is great
but after comes winter
where on drags the marathon
forget of being a sprinter
where you'd certainly burn out
Of which I have no doubt.
With that new lacking fire
So fades your desire
and notion of what's real
and how to reenter;
the world of before
which at first seemed a bore
but in truth the comfort
shall cradle.
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