a child embraces its eternity.
a young man hopes for life.
a tired old man awaits his end.
as a step in the ground, so be it
inside it.
the room filled with the world only dream
released in his memory,
that's up to him to consecrate
through methods more congenial.
then can one day fill the world.
in the empty room waiting for the wrinkled face.
awaits the call without fear, what awaits him
not fearful.
finally back to being a child to be a
of the great old days.
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