My Age Is Dying Poem by Shalom Freedman

My Age Is Dying



MY AGE IS DYING

My age is dying
All fear in me
I cannot save us
What will be?

COMMENTS OF THE POEM

Yes nobody can save us and time, Nice Shalom.

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Shalom Freedman

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