repeating quotes

will i lose my lustre
over time
grow old and weary
like the rest
forget memories
new and old

regrettably so

too much time
fretting over naught
instead of taking in
what passes by
there’s no going back
to try again

such truths to live by

looking into reflective surfaces
to see changes from yesterday
another characteristic fades
while a new one is presented
though there are diminishes
you see something new in return

it truly is no fun, growing old


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