Last song

   We use to be invincible when youth was on our side. We never backed down or gave in we marched forward to the sounds of our hearts beating and the certainty of knowing tomorrow would come without question.

   We stretched the boundaries in all we did, but fear was never in the picture only a shadow taunting us. Now we sit in comfortable chairs looking at old photographs remembering all we can before that once beautiful carefree mind slow dances to the last song of the night.

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