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Jun 2019
every
shiny
new thing

eventually
ages,
rusts,
gets
old and
turns to
dust.

nothing
or
no one
is immune.

enjoy
the
shine
in your
life
before
you're
dead and
cold.

love
on
that
rose
before
it loses
its
bloom.
Written by
The Concrete Poet  M
(M)   
111
     ---, Lily and Traveler
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