I catch a glimpse, out the corner of my darting eye. Something staring back at me, so sweet, so tempting. I catch myself saying, “a younger me would have inhaled that.” But no, the older me is wise “oh, so wise”, you say. But really you are ticking, a ticking time bomb. Tick, tick, tick, unknowingly waiting for your day.
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