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  >> Static Item >> Poetry >> None >> ID #953583  |   Show DetailsPrinter Friendly Page Tell A Friend
Senescence
This is ode to age that plagues us all
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Age, like a hooded stranger
The stealth of a hundred ninjas
Stealing the minutes from my clock
Skin that hardens with brown spots
Like copper pennies on a rail line
Pinched and stretched
Wrinkles shape my face
My mind sharp, alert
Repeats itself
Whispering secrets already told
I wish I could share them
But you do not exist
Just a memory of a life once lived

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