If all my friends were gone
If none were left to understand my allusions
If none could get my inside jokes
I would not want to live forever
If the world had all gone on
A relic speaking a forgotten tongue
With none of the skills of the young
I would not want to live forever
And see all I've ever known change
You can't step in the same river twice,
But there comes a time
When the adventurer longs
Just to return to a familiar stream,
Cross it again and reenter
The welcoming of home
But if my home is washed away in the river of time,
I would not wish to eternally endure.
No. I would not want to live forever.
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