Aging
Life is ongoingspeeding up,
perception of time
different and short,
age, but a number
has significance,
the mirror, I've found
doesn't lie,
everything heads south,
hair in all the wrong places
or diminishing,
looking backwards
is a long way,
distance and remembering,
youth used to be me,
brain ticking over
thankfully,
working.
Poetry by shells
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Written on 2018-04-03 at 18:45
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