When I go back, reminisce in retro-style,
It makes me both sad and simultaneously smile
That once you were in the net of the love craze,
And as time goes by, you’re certainly amazed
That now you’re in control of your chemical balance
And you no longer want to build that golden palace,
The palace of perfect love and carefree existence,
You’re mature enough not to buy that fable story,
You know that all you need is merely persistence
And lots of luck to see you through stormy weather
And someone dearly loved to walk this road together.
Maturity
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