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Feb 2013
I can't write poetry any more
I still "feel"
But I am "old"
Infirmity
Has weakened the "vision
And it's spell"

Why write of the "child"
You are the " child"

GO On!

That's all I've every "said"
Anyway

Strength may fade
But
The power of "will"
Always remains

I guess
"That's it

AH WHAT THE HELL!

Here I am

Ready or not
Written by
jeffrey robin
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