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Jan 2023
you realize
you’re aging
getting old
closer to dying
with every sunrise

fear takes hold
creeping into your mind
consuming your thoughts
i am no longer young
spry or vibrant

i feel helpless
hopeless
how long do i have
before the sun’s final set
ghost queen
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ghost queen
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   SUDHANSHU KUMAR and TSPoetry
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