Life Span

When I was young, I wondered what I’d be
when I grew up, but never for how long.
Perhaps I’d write or learn philosophy…
When I was young I wondered what I’d be:
a master of marine biology?
My passions were diversified but strong
when I was young; I wondered what I’d be
when I grew up, but never for how long.

(Triolet)

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