The Fountain of Youth

A    defiant    soul    that    never     ages
Despite     the       body's        negligence
A    meticulous    hand    turns   the   pages
Your   life  is   laid   out    in   reverence

The   secret   you   discovered   years    ago
A   growing   body   and   a   stagnant   soul
A   seemingly   flawless   design   and   mold
But  what   happens   when   you   grow   old?

You  turn  the  page  to  your  final  chapter
Your  perfect   plan   is   now   a   disaster
Finding    no     words,    only   a    mirror
Your   wrinkled   eyes   betray   your    fear

In  that   mirror   your   soul   is   trapped
You're punished for trying to live in the past
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