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|Hourglass: 10/12/2004 - 8:53 AM |
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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