Whatever Comes, Came

When I was younger, I dreamed
I would have fortune and fame.
Now, I’m older, my face seamed.
I’m fine that few know my name.
My life’s  not over, far as I know.
And although it my stay the same,
my goal’s now to have fun, let go.
At the end, whatever comes, came.

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