Timeless Reflections: The Dance of Age and Youth

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In the morning light of youth’s first dawn,
Where dreams are vast and fears are gone,
The world is fresh, a canvas wide,
With every step, new paths to stride.

The days of laughter, nights of cheer,
With friends so close, so near and dear,
Hearts unburdened, spirits high,
Beneath the boundless, azure sky.

But as the years, they gently pass,
And time’s soft whispers come at last,
The pace may slow, but wisdom grows,
In every line that age bestows.

For youth and age, a dance they weave,
In every breath, the lives we leave,
Embrace each moment, cherish all,
For in the end, it’s life’s true call.

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