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Untitled I

Age grasps hold with
pincher fingers, squeezing
hollow spaces between
skin and teeth.

It lengthens reactionary time:
one synapse fires to the next,
triggering slower response.

Herein lies cautionary tales of past
transgressions dousing
unsuspecting martyrs

playing tiny violins, sinewy
strings taught against
vertebral column.

How have they even survived.
Written by Eerie
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