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The Many Years After

The Many Years After

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A single blown out gold colored candle in the middle of a dark chocolate cupcake positioned in the center of a white dinner plate.  There are coconut shavings around the base of the candle, but there’s no icing on the cupcake.
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The After Birth’s Day

It’s the day after I’ve become 73

and I wonder what that really

means for me

It’s not a number that’s oh so great

that I fear a dirt bed will

soon be my fate

A part of me feels I am the same

as into the world I first came

Yet, over the years

When I’ve looked in the mirror

I’ve been surprised at the

image I see

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