Old yet young
how can it be?
Inside I'm feeling
childlike and free.
This rugged frame
I carry around
binds me as
I face the ground.
Inside my spirit
cries to live
but body's given
all it has to give.
Death will soon
beat at my door
and spirit will
be free once more.
Knowledge and truth
I know I will gain
until our saviour
comes to reign.
Then I will feel
like I belong,
inside the frame
that's long since gone!
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