old age.

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your sweet passionate soul.
it has fashioned these fine lines around my mask.
these permanent pieces of aged art
were perfected by my single teardrops,
coasting down my silhouette,
forming basins from my overcrowded emotions.
erosion of heartbreaks, rays of laughter.
these fine lines only have stories to tell.

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