Growing Old: Older

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Thursday, March 11, 2010

Older

A lot of my friends are the younger set. I love their joy, Oh, yeah, you bet. They make me smile, nay, laugh out loud! They stand out in any crowd. When I'm with them, I feel young, too. Never then do I feel blue. While I feel young, and oh, so bold, I hope I don't make them feel old. Sign in to see full entry.

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