*
.
skin sagging into sweetness
.
wisdom
.
trembling lips under teary eyes
.
moving away as clouds
.
shadows lingering
.
hands covered with landscape
.
furrows plowed
.
a voice ceasing
.
old age and the facing of death
.
no more sounds
.
iced silence on a frozen scape
.
.
.
There are some really nice lines in this one: “skin sagging into sweetness” is my favorite.
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