a thousand times over

sweet and tempting the age of beauty is.
when there are options to consider,

decisions to resist.
is the place i sleep tonight

the place i have slept a thousand times?
will the sun rise the same way 

and fall again at night?
and will i know how each day 

will contribute to the next?

different is the same no matter 

which way you turn it,
the path still stays narrow, but the steep slopes higher.
my face is still my face 

everyday of the week,
but my eyes change 

as they continue to grow older. 

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