how far back do our shadows cast themselves?

in my youth, did i play
admiration and bliss
shared upon others

in my adolescence, did i search
fearful and ignorant
seeking answers lost

in my mid-age, will i succumb
struggle and disconnected
are we all bound

in my old age, will i begin
joy and enlighten
the years on my eyes

though my face and attitude stretch and age, my shadow still reflects.


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