The Wrinkles Of Time
<p>The wrinkles of time caressing my skin, ever-increasing,<br />
going deeper, into the bark, into my soul,<br />
oh all these years of immobility, generations flying by me,<br />
fellow friends ravaged to the ground, old companions,<br />
but here I stand, with creases, here I stand,<br />
with the dried-up drops of tear amalgamated around me, my eyes,<br />
the burden of the leafy branches, the burden of the ever-increasing chaos, around me, increasing, getting so much heavier,<br />
as the days progress, as my age increases,<br />
it all gets a tad bit difficult now,<br />
so I close my eyes, and meditate on yesteryear moments,<br />
that make me smile amidst difficulty,<br />
amidst all the sadness permeating around me.</p>
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