Fountain of youth, Lifespirit flows into a well of truths, Of cold and dim repose. I craved to be as high as the pillowy clouds, To walk amongst the tall, Who used to look back down and frown.
Now here I stand by the wasteland, Where our dreams began. From these once golden fields our curiosity ran... I chased the sugar claw through temptation's door, The bitterness I found... Sweetness I taste no more.
From the playground to the slayground, The sombre middleground absorbs the emptiness.
Look back across the marble sea of discovery, A fountain of innocence flows in juvenescence.
I'm resident in corridors of sentiment, I face the wall - discovery terminal, But there's no more false truths I wish to discover, And I am physically unable,
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