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Mirror Immage

Then suddenly I look old,
Yet still I see myself
If I look closely… from certain angles.

There I am.
And there… if I turn my head
Just a little bit.

Love the beard.
I think white hair suits me
If it's neatly trimmed.

Beneath the old guy looking back
The old me sometimes winks.
Stand straight on,
Hold it in
Not so bad,
Methinks.

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