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Feb 2018
10s: mewling, puking
Then again an adolescent bridge
A human being finally forms.

20s: GOLDEN!
"Look at me!” Said the clown,
Nothing can stop me now!

30s: circumventing adulthood…
Sailing the shoals of marriage…
Navigating career uncertainties—

40s: doldrums. I survived cancer.
Uncertainties no longer fun.
Depression on the run.

50s: Nifty! Chances taken–
Meeting meaningful men;
Reclaiming who I am!

60s: a wide horizon!
From experience and wisdom,
And with all of you, I dive in!
James Floss
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James Floss  60/M/Freshwater, CA
(60/M/Freshwater, CA)   
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