Almost fifty years old,
not as hardened and bold
as I expected me to be
in a world which is to me
like a riotous jamboree.
It took me so long to realize
the ship was about to capsize
into waters of former gold
transmogrified into ice-cold
abysses of depth untold
which lure me into reveries
of long forgotten memories
whose elan I can´t withhold
being as I am, after all,
almost fifty years old.
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