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- the age set in -
...and when another hair falls out
I scream and jump
and shout
and shout
with anger and with rage again
I curse the age set in.
When sounds once brilliant start to fade
I grumble; mumble
with mutter
I stumble
mumble and grumble with rage again
And curse the age set in
Then eyes begin to take their rest
I squint to see
my bash'ed best
at words afar held
from my chest and full again
I see the age set in
now,
with muscle's ache and
muscles sore
I tell the youths,
to shore,
to moor;
and knowing days' large deeds we'd wore
I guide the age set in
For now,
when temper becomes content,
I smile
at time
I've spent;
and with full heart,
affirm relent,
I smile again
as I accept
from the life
that I have spent,
and (and lucky am) that the age
set in
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