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Aging and Letting Go are Maybe the Same Thing
My Birthday Poem to Myself, Happy 33rd

Take no bag for your journey
You must leave it all behind
As muscle memory takes over
You will surely lose your mind

Take no bag for your journey
No particular or sentimental thing
You may not have all you want
But you will gain all you need

Take no bag for your journey
No inward or outward disguise
It'll take who you are right now
Ignore your illusion's cries

Take no bag for your journey
Wayfarer foes and friends
You'll arrive at your sanctuary
With nothing in your hands

Take no bag for your journey
You are on your way home
The saints are so excited
To see how much you've grown

There is no room for baggage
And remember, you're not alone
It's not hard to find your way
Just follow the path unknown

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