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  I’m wistfully pondering backward, at the days I used to jog, now with arthritis pain its tough
  Hay fever was not a bother, as the seasons always turned, but now it’s only getting worse
      All this musing is quite futile
      The center welcomes my arrival
   
          I return, I return
   
  My memories going nowhere, granting my mind a break, as I lie here wide awake
      All this musing is quite futile
      The center welcomes my arrival
   
          I return, I return, I return, I return
   
              Nostalgia, alluring,
  Karma, merely being, merely being             
   
  I no longer need approval, I do what I can
      All this musing is quite futile
      The center welcomes my arrival
   
          I return, I return, I return, I return