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Apr 2020
Everything is fragile now.
  I take special care walking.
  A fall could break a hip and
  send me to death's landfill.

  I used to climb trees and fall
  and bounce up to climb again.
  I rode bikes downhill as fast
  as I could risking everything!

  I smoked and drank all night
  with loose boys and girls. We
  skipped class and ****** in
  impossible spaces. We lived!

  We have bingo and "dances" where
  we shuffle with our walkers.
  Fading memories bent like
  question marks, with no answers.
Acme
Written by
Acme  71/M/Charlotte, NC
(71/M/Charlotte, NC)   
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       Amanda Kay Burke, Perry and ryn
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