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Aug 22
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One day I won’t be touched or embraced,

we avoid old things, the fragile bones,

the wrinkled skin that aches,

my hands like stones

will count the time,

an old oak tree my spine

just sways and breaks,

and all alone

without a touch or embrace-


-
H.O
August 22, 2019
“I am too young to be called wise and I am too old to be called young.”
― Santosh Kalwar, Quote Me Everyday
Hector
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Hector  M/Florida, USA
(M/Florida, USA)   
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