Age

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Fall Afternoon

Pretty fall day
Bright sunshine and the air is just right
Good to be out and about...

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FORGETFULNESS

FORGETFULNESS

The new excuse of not remembering what you once stood for?

Some call it part of the aging process...

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Eternal light

Brightest star

Eternal light

As the darkness falls,silence surrounds a sense of feeling low an alone, feeling like your only person...

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Love

Love
Like an illness over came me
Like a dream that had no end
Like a sigh within a...

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Growing Older

Growing Older

Aging is not a young person's game,
When you are young you stay the same,
But when you are...

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love to love you
self is retrospective
self -reflective
inside protective
left...

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HATE RESULT

HATE RESULT

Do they use the products they sell?

What happens when you let your Soul go?

Messages of...

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PROFESSOR, HE DOESN'T...

PROFESSOR, HE DOESN'T WANT THIS

Dear Professor...

Maybe, cut him some slack...

He's getting older and maybe, he just doesn'...

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Whispers of Birthday Candle...

Whispers of Birthday Candle Smoke

Candles glowing on a birthday cake

Waxen soldiers, short and bright

...

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Reflection

Reflection

The aged man observes the child,
Whose gaze he meets not far from him.
A cherub's smile...

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Life Moves On Undisturbed

Life Moves On Undisturbed

How comfort smothers and subdues us,
It’s fingers grasp tightly over our mouth,
And its arm...

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SPECIAL 40

SPECIAL 40

Maybe, people won't recognize you anymore?

You might get a lot of questions?

Protect your...

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Seal fin de siècle with...

Seal fin de siècle with unheard celebration

though two thousand nine hundred
will be here in seventy five years,
a mere blink of the eye...

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Pointless

Pointless

The mirror shows a stranger,
bloated,
a landscape of sagging skin.
My legs,
...

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Upon the precipice of an abyss

Upon the precipice of an abyss

I stand able, eager, & ready to jump
impossible mission to swallow lump
muscles primed...

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We May Dream

We May Dream

We grow old and we may dream-- if we may
of the pages well-written, no matter the little stains,...

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What is the Point

To whom it may Concern

What is the Point

What is the point of being,
When the world sees creatures, and humans are only seen.

What is...