Words.

Rough for the dead.

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Six out of eight seen grown.
Four out of eight into adulthood.
The odds aren’t that bad.
You’ve only missed two out of eight,
a repeated process of
childhood,
already seen six times.

Written by Gogo

March 30, 2008 at 7:59 pm

Posted in Poetry

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  1. then we age, and then we repeat it.

    uprisingmojo

    March 30, 2008 at 8:18 pm

  2. But we all know, that not all of us will age, and not all of us will repeat it.

    Gogo

    March 31, 2008 at 7:14 am


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