They were always far away
Lingering in the shadows night and day
Sometimes they haunt me
Sometimes they flaunt to me
Yet I never bother
Since the worst was over
At least that's what I tell myself
That they don't really affect myself
But the burden is increasing
Wisdom come with aging
Responsibilities accumulating
Room to breath decreasing
Conscious of decisions from my part
A comfort due for an old rugged heart
Intervention looming
Redemption nearing
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