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The Bored Old Man (Sonnet 3)

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Wintertime is on my brow
My soul is greyed and tainted
Today is past, when is now
The future needs to be repainted
The skin of the world is loose
Its flesh is hanging limp
Its heart is bleeding and bruised
The world's an aging pimp

My eyes are dim and bovine
There are cobwebs in my mind
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