MAROONED
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We must embark on a voyage From the land of our youth For no one who's there can stay. We must leave that fair place And our young lives so erase; We're sojourners there for a day. So while you're in that lush land, Fall in love while you can For I give you this warning in truth: The isle of old age... The journey's sad, final stage Is no place to be alone And marooned. |
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