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I'm a day older A year older.She's a soldier,shouldering every lost page.My St. Petersburg night,streetlight poet,empty bottle masquerade.Timewon't te..
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Someday,My skin will sagMy hair will fade to greyAnd my bones will grow weak.Someday,When my children are grownAnd their children are grownMy body wil..
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