disparate thoughts

From the time I was six
I have loved to look at things
With a passing grin
That this is too sad
This is too wild
But what the heck
It all will pass

Puppy love and deep anger
Regret and passion
Nothing endures
Yet I strive
In my mind
To live a life
Melting illusions into deep passions.

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