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Jan 2015
What's happening to me, now that I'm getting old?  Sometimes I find myself hot, and again I am cold.
Is this what I have to look forward to, a body of constant pain?  May something be done right away, I don't want to end up insane?
Being that I'm getting old, my body is no longer aligned. There seem to be shooting pain, up and down my spine.
Now that I'm getting old, my eyes are going dim.  I must see an optometrist, to take good care of them.
Now that I'm getting old, I must try to keep a sound mind.  I must remember to get plenty of rest, so I can awake on time.
By, Author & Poet, Sandra Juanita Nailing
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Sandra Juanita Nailing  United States
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