Aged

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Aged

Last night I aged,
I aged overnight.
without any anger,
without any fright.

Last night I aged,
I aged as I slept.
I dreamed of the road
on which that I stepped.

I road on a path,
that made a career,
I drove the car,
though I couldnt steer.

I could have steered,
the fact is I didnt.
I aged overnight,
I lost every minute.

The reason I aged,
is the same for us all.
Some learn to walk,
some climb and fall.

My face shows the age,
that I aged overnight.
without any anger,
without any fright.


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In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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