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    Aged

     Last night I aged,
    I aged overnight.
    without any anger,
    without any fright.

    Last night I aged,
    I aged as I slept.
    I dreamed of the road
    on which that I stepped.

    I road on a path,
    that made a career,
    I drove the car,
    though I couldnt steer.

    I could have steered,
    the fact is I didnt.
    I aged overnight,
    I lost every minute.

    The reason I aged,
    is the same for us all.
    Some learn to walk,
    some climb and fall.

    My face shows the age,
    that I aged overnight.
    without any anger,
    without any fright.


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    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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