Withering Away Poem by ERNEST CLARY
Withering Away
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Life is more boring
day by day
once I was soaring
now I just lay
Like an eagle in the nest
waiting to hunt prey
living is dying
withering away
breath by breath
time goes by
till we face death
we will die
these wretched bones and skin
slowly age
were just men
on a stage
Saturday, March 12, 2011
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