|Far ago and long away
I knew which way was who.
I lost it all as I grew up
My compass has no needle.
Politics replaced grains of sand
And the corporate ladders took over
The slippery slopes of the slides.
Hide and go seek became watch your back.
I took the time to think thoughts of youth
While the competition slept with the boss.
Then I sat back down to get to work
And the missing needle jabbed my ass.
Do we all long for the long aways?
Do we all want to be far ago?
Age can be crippling for anyone,
But not near as much as memories.
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