aging

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  • Life

    aging

    Gray settling in, gravity to; I'm getting old and there's nothing i can do.
    i can try my best to slow it down but every day i wake up it forms around me choking the very life out of me with its insidious captivity.

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    Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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