I never
thought
I would
have lived
to see 50.
50 is a
difficult
number in
loneliness.
I thought
I would have
flown away
long ago
to the
Elysian fields,
over the
teal thundering
seas towards
those mystical
misty mountains,
because 50
is a difficult
number in
the scheme of
my loneliness.
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