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Apr 2023
Senescence


There was a time when I

could inhale sufficiently,

to sigh effectively, yawn  

satisfactory and sneeze

without any rehearsals.


There was a time when I

could hold my **** long

enough to unbutton my

trousers, but those days

have unfortunately gone.


There was a time when I

could stretch without pain,

yet, what I can truly say

though, is that have not

one iota of faith, in a ****.
Ryan O'Leary
Written by
Ryan O'Leary  Mallow.
(Mallow.)   
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