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Jun 2016
it was only yesterday
it seems that  I was young
well younger
and on a Maine island
leaping from rock to rock
along  the shoreline
no fear just jumping
free
a youth still in spirit
and for a while in body
Now
in retrospect
that was more than yesterday ago
the memory exists
the body follows faintly and not so much
the mirror of desire does not lie
and my body is sadly fain
yesterday is yesterday
and fixed so for ever
Written by
Daniel Pierre McClenaghan  M/second city usa
(M/second city usa)   
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