Drake kept pestering me,
Trying to keep me on track,
But I had distractions, many, writing chapters
With new and old friends, in and around the shack.
Finding permanence in an evanescent world,
Had become the passion,
Effervescence seemed everlasting,
Youth was at its peak, with no descent.
It is now frozen in time,
40+ years old eyes, balding heads, find energy & hope,
Souls get stirred, memories are evoked,
When this still of a seemingly permanent halt is broached.
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