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Decades decayed

No man has yet been born
to mousy me
No man has yet been born
to scare me
no man will ever be born
to destroy me
no man well,
now you may add on

about woman I won't say
lest they bury me
one day...

so anonymous till my last breath
I shall for ever stay

No Nobel will ever come my way

now friends you
nor your twin digits
can have their way
side away
let me pass this way
but once

Omar Khayyam did say

...'''we walk this way but just once...''''

then you will remember
the loved one
shed no tears
this is the miniature bard
tis your gift divine
it makes me feel fine..

Hope some critics are sleeping..
Dead, in the middle of the night!

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My memory banks have a place for that young Bard it comes under the heading of factual friends lol, did you want to read the books ??? take care good write just needs a tidy,
Yours Ian.T

There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

just upgrading less than two comments

so old
a lovely poem unread
heaven has now me
loved sent

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