I feel time passing me by as I get older.
Every day I witness glimpses of my past and I wish for one second that I could go back to all that.
It was so simple when I could just LIVE.
But, AM I suffocating?
Or am I wishing I was so I could have an excuse to go back?
Who am I anyway?
What do I want?
Am I doing the right thing?
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