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Oct 2015
go to sleep
hoping that
all of today
that hurts
will be put away
on the shelf
in back of my mind

headache and sore back
the feeling of aging
a few more broken trophies
above cob web covered bits
of past anatomy ,
on a shelf in a darkened corner
Written by
Curtis Whitecarroll
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