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Old Age
by lostcerebellumIMPORTANT NOTE: This is a piece of a longer writing project. You can view the entire project here: Old Age

The following is a piece of writing submitted by lostcerebellum on May 29, 2008
"If I had any comments, I can't remember what they were."
The Years Have Gone
The years have gone, the time has comeWhen I no longer can chew gum,
Or brush my teeth, or comb my hair.
(You can’t if they’re not even there.)
My muscles all have turned to fat.
My brain waves, seemingly, are flat.
So much I had has come and gone;
Yet still, somehow, I carry on.
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