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Feb 2019
Fix your posture, sit up straight
Your smoker's cough, your wobbly gait
Fix my problems, I'm a reprobate
Find what I lost and compensate

For 40 years nothing really changes
In 100 years, mostly still the same
1000 years it feels barely gone
Rearrange the furniture and carry on

I saved your seat on the city bus
I whispered "Please don't self-destruct"
Amongst strangers I stared at the wall
and wondered if I really knew you at all

For 20 years you held on tightly
Kept the faith, maybe wavered slightly
In 40 years they'll still be deciding
The differences are a change in lighting

Lightning strikes in a fitful shake
The world swirls in it's peaceful wake
I felt stunned, even cast aside
You looked vacant, dewey eyed
Your mouth set, your words hating
Your eyes wanting
Only wanting

Fear

1000 years make you feel clever
I used to forget, now I remember
Everything

100 years make you heavyset
I used to remember, now I forget
Everything
but your eyes wanting
Always wanting
Written by
Eric Braun
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