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Reflection ii

Mirror mirror
Just hanging there
Showing wrinkly face
And greying hair.

Oh I know
I'm growing old
More embered now
Than glowing coaled

But trim ankle
Still brings the joy
It used to bring
To me as a boy.

The saying's true
As I hope you find
Being old is just
State of the mind;

And if the race
For you is hard
Don't run just stroll
The last few yards.

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