Poem -

A Reflection Upon a Youth in Passing

Insidious Loss

                                                                                               Oh’ how
                                                                            I grieve the loss of function ..
                                                                                               Oh’ how
                                                                              I mourn the loss of form ..
                                                                                             This most 
                                                                            magnificent decline of mine
                                                                                              is so very
                                                                           determined and unrelenting
                                                                                             although it
                                                                            commenced, the very same
                                                                                          day I was born
 

 

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