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Ah youth
The endlessly untapped stupidity
That will come to define our existence
Our slowly decaying resistance
To the tyranny of being born.
Childhood
With it's boundless joys and freedoms
Until a trip, we fall, we're bleeding
Invincibility's rendered fleeting
Our scars bear out one meaning:
That soon we all must die.
Ah youth
Nostalgia for naivete
Until grounded hard by gravity
Scabbed knees unmask cold reality
That we're made to be in pain
For soon we all must die.
Ah youth
The celebrated innocence
Of unimpeded indolence
And years of near incontinence
That return as years go by
Oh, how we all must cry
Knowing we all soon will die.