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|Hourglass:  10/12/2004 - 8:53 AM

In the blink of an eye
silken skin is brittle paper
lined with experience and worry
back curves with years of strain
weary from shouldering
the weight of the world
bright eyes grow clouded
with more past than future
more memories than possibilities
So suddenly
youth is whisked away

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