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CIIR
Poems
Dec 2019
dead
Mother Nature gave me what I'd need to succeed.
Father Time insisted it was him I'd have to heed.
But death -our family friend-
has always been my favoured neighbour.
Never made me hate my frame or watch as others wither.
I won't defend what death does,
I won't blame Time instead.
For aches and breaks and shakes and strain,
I prefer what lies ahead.
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Noah Smith
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