title picture poetry - read my head
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Ode To Maturity

by DoJoe

Brisky little fireplace
Soothe this coldness, heat my face
I have found I start to tumble
Life has reached peculiar pace

Wind is growing to a storm
Once so blue, the sky is torn
I hear distant thunder rumble
Hope I don't take any harm

Once I never was so stressed
Now life puts me to the test
I am happy now whenever
I can put my head to rest

I don't want to leave this space
Without leaving any trace, but
I could stay like this forever
Talking to my fireplace
(Late 1998 - Dedicated to my future)

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