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decline
I nave become much like
a building ready for
a notice of condemnent.
My eyes, my strength
my memory
and all my wellsprings of desire
are in an irreversible decline
arrayed unripe and dry.
The brightening promises
of fertile yesterdays
are dimmed
and dusty made
so brittle and betrayed.
a building ready for
a notice of condemnent.
My eyes, my strength
my memory
and all my wellsprings of desire
are in an irreversible decline
arrayed unripe and dry.
The brightening promises
of fertile yesterdays
are dimmed
and dusty made
so brittle and betrayed.
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