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I’m getting older so I’ve been told

It’s time to grow up, time to care

Time to let your passions go

Disregard your fascination years

Once you’ve grown up life’s unfair

Afraid of taking the final step

Will we make it, will I fail

Will I weather anxiety

I’m feeling defenseless opposing fate

I can only make best of the coming days

All I ask, all I need is the hiding place

You’ve provided all along

All I ever need is the hiding place

All I ever needed all along

Inadequate with every hurdle climbed

Further forward there’s one more

Waiting to agonize

If never dependent then never cured

It takes just a moment, a passing storm