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Apr 2018
I sit and ponder

My hip and knees hurt like no other

You ever wonder
About your age?
Growing old,
Unable to escape

I do
It’s frightening
My emotions
Spiraling

Think about this
Its enlightening

Yes, we grow old
But today is the
Youngest  i’ll ever be.

That’s something to think
about If you ask me.
Growing old and never getting younger, think about it and ponder.
Shayn Powell
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Shayn Powell  19/M/Oklahoma City, Oklahoma
(19/M/Oklahoma City, Oklahoma)   
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