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I've lived a quarter of a century

I'm only growing older

Hell, I don't know what age I'll be

When I finally keel over

I miss being a teen

When I felt a little free

But that's over now

We are not small forever

Our hearts keep beating on

We're urged to

Seek our meaning, find a purpose

Keep on hurting, be productive

Break the ceiling, do it justice

Forget, forgive

I hate this funny feeling

But so it goes and on

Time troubles any mortal being

Life is ungodly absurd

As a kid, I watched the moon from the car

It shined so bright, so did the stars

We are not young forever

Our clocks keep ticking on

We're in the soup together

But the flame outlives us all

It made me think, is there more

Who made all this, what's it for

Will I exist, is there no more

What's it like, is there some core

That keeps on

Thinking, feeling, pulsing