July 2, 2026
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Curious eyes look into me
what could they see
a body breaking down, falling apart
the years are harder, longer
yet you go on.

a life floating, weightless yet
breathing
existing in time.

an invisible madness brewing.
I see only imagination and wonder.

Wench, bring my ale, what say you?

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