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Aging gracefully

I dont know when it first started
I’m unsure when it began
But the legs I use are not my own
They belong to a much older man.

These can’t walk fast as I used to
I’m not sure when they last ran
They complain when I climb the stairs
And grumble going down again.

The stiff knees click
And the old ankles crack
I think aging is taking over
Cause now I feel it in my back!

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