This poem's morale can be as obvious as hidden - While you're young, you don't care much about your future. You make a career, have fun everywhere, party and then one moment you understand that because of your age - you're not needed on your job, you can't party like you did before and since you didn't think about your oldness, you didn't do anything to make it good. So be ready and guarantee yourself a wonderful oldness, before it's too late, because time flies really fast and it waits for no one and it actually doesn't cost much especially through all your life
Category Poetry / Fantasy
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 50 x 50px
File Size 834 B
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