painplainfully – December 2011

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skin sagging into sweetness

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wisdom

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trembling lips under teary eyes

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moving away as clouds

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shadows lingering

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hands covered with landscape

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furrows plowed

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a voice ceasing

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old age and the facing of death

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no more sounds

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iced silence on a frozen scape

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