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It is that time in life

When we are no longer agile

We bend, merely to break

That time, when we fight, only

To fall apart, back into the earth

Splintered pieces of who we were

Fractured figures, once grand in stature

Lying silently, among the moss and dirt

 

Writing Prompt – Fractured Figures – Day 26/30

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