HTTP Pass Through Transport over HTTP NIO Transport

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I Was Born Late in Life

Thinking of the wasted days of a lost youth

I was born late in life
Destined to walk a path only I could see
Searching for my voice
Wanting to be heard but I had nothing to say,
though that never stopped me from screaming
to the world I was right about everything
I failed a thousand times to learn what I never knew
That wisdom only appears when you lose the ego of youth
I grew weary of being stupid
Slamming doors into my own face
Too young but ever so willing to fight for nothing
Never knew the difference between right and wrong back then
Didn’t understand what separated love and lust
Hurt most everyone I touched because I refused to let go of false dreams
Danced with Madness over late-night cocktails
Flirted with her sister Crazy for a wasted decade
Just waiting to be born within my own life
Dreaming of coming home to a place I had never been
This place everyone called peace of heart and mind
But no matter how hard I searched no one could ever show me the way
It was a long path out of my darkness
But a path I patiently had to walk alone
Waiting,
just waiting,
to finally enter this world a child of light
Welcoming then the daily beating of a universe hell bent on correcting me
Leaving me humbled but never completely broken
Learning to live again a life that matters
I am old now yet not quite dead
Glass in hand and sitting alone in the dark
Laughing at my arrogance of a lost youth
Wondering sometimes how I ever survived being me?
Born so late in life
But better late than never I guess

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