some years ago; newly restored,
it was younger then, though older
than I am now; fresh and lovely,
bright and charming... and now,
now that I'm the age she was,
I see she is less cared for, worn,
as I, too, may someday be;
"Good bones," they'll say,
"too bad there's no one left
who'll take the time
to spruce her up." Sadly, people,
unlike boats, can rarely be restored...
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