HeyJaredKeagan Irrer
Aspiring writer in my 30s, ready to embrace hope and a new chapter, both literally and metaphorically
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The Changing Pace of Life (opens the original)
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Some days are fast, and others slowSometimes it’s simply how it goes,The pace of life, for every day,can change in unexpected waysSometimes we can be our own master,going slow, or going fasterThen some days, you cannot hide –You are just along for the rideCan’t control where you can go?Adapting, changing with the flow,accepting what you cannot change,but if you can, to re-arrangeThe ever shifting world around you,Find what you can hold to ground youusing all you learn and see,shap
Sunshine and Pastimes (opens the original)
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Here now comes the wind and rainThe stormy days are here again,I suppose that nothing lasts,For good or ill – this too, shall passSo go ahead, enjoy the sun,And while you can, go have your funThere are just so many daysNow you think of all the waysTo pass the time most pleasantlyOf where, with whom, that you might beOr perhaps, you’ll go aloneHave some fun, all on your ownIt doesn’t matter, just decideGo on forth, enjoy the rideCast all aside,
Searching to Rekindle (opens the original)
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I remember all the lightsthat seemed to shine so bright that nightThe future seemed within my grasp,if I was just up to the taskThe feeling that I won’t forget,I have not found again, and yet –in my heart, I know it’s there,to be found, someday, somewhereThe world was mine, or so I felt,Finally, the cards were dealtand I saw a winning hand,if everything could go to planIt did not, I am afraidthat my dreams were then delayed,But – they hav
The Freedom of Childhood (opens the original)
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A sunny field in which to play,somewhere I could spend all day,or perhaps the woods and streamsare where I should live my dreamsI can still quite well recallthe days when I would hit them allwith no line, nor boundaryAll I found while roaming freeImagining it was quite wildwith the freedom of a child,Yet unbeaten, yet unbowed –I raised my voice, and shouted loudThe simple fact that I was free,and every moment, I was meFor my soul was yet untamed,wi
The Graying of History (opens the original)
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The worlds I found inside those pages,traveling, throughout the agesI watched in awe, with such wonder –Empires rose, then torn asunderThrough all the tides of historywhile oft in shrouds of mystery –New characters will rise and fallAnd I had wished to learn them allThe villains and the heroes too,Evil, verse the brave and true –But as I looked, the shades of gray,started to obscure the wayIt’s not so simple, nor so plainwhen I’m looking
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