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If this age that has to come to be I do not want any part of it. The sands of the hour glass seem to speed up and the youth I once knew is now forgotten and wrinkles and soreness grasp me in their clutch. Our destiny is not known for the path we are on split every second and confusion comes abruptly if we stop and look down the paths which are not taken. We march on like ants in a concrete world looking for nourishment to keep our life going, yet only seeing more and more walls as we push towards the horizon and the search for the fruits at the end of its vastness.