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by BOB GALLO Dec 4, 2023 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
In age my pains have increased so as my soul, my patience and tolerance. The more I run out of time the more patient I become, the older, the closer to death, the more my expectations. Life is to learn, to turn into, the irony: I evolve to survive, to temporarily evade, elude the oncoming everlasting death . I survive….