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Apr 2014
Old
I grew old today.
In mind, out of body.
The shafts of light that we're once danced in
As gentle summer breezes
Kissed the cheeks of innocence
Have been replaced by the
Barren winter of an apathetic heart.
In the cold solace of my December
I will be reborn
Hard and unpenetrable .
AR
Written by
AR  Toronto
(Toronto)   
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