Age is the realization
That you are weak
Not as pretty
Prone to break
Invincible
Wincing
That's all you are
Just look in the mirror
Your far sight has yet to fail you
So Look
And see
This thing
You have come to be
THIS THING IN TIME
This forgotten story
Those forgotten words
Replaced by an odd plaque
And tumbleweed proteins
Black growths
Infected things
Bleeding and leaking and stinking.
from savannaharsenal.com
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