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Nov 2014
When I was young
I tended to think

I had forever
and cast

my time around
like a spend drift

with the shakes,
but as I get older

and I know
I am on

my last run
I tend to count

my time
like a tight-******

miser
trying to hoard

those few coins
of time.
ON AGING AND TIME.
Terry Collett
Written by
Terry Collett  Sussex, England
(Sussex, England)   
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