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Growing up to be a child

I’ve never felt more like a child than I do right now,

Its true, the older I get the less I realise I know and what I do know no longer weighs me down

The only thought in me is what lies ahead to press on towards the goal

My excitement for the journey is tangible

My expectation out of reach, way beyond

the confines of normality

Faith explodes from within, wild pathways to tread,

Colour, life and exuberance,

My provision for the journey ahead

It’s time to live again

John Lowton

April 2023

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