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LOOK AGAIN
I am showing age around the eyes.
Time tells my mirror no kind lies.
I wear a mask, with twin black coals.
Sixty years shadow deep, dark holes.
Instead, look deep in these blue-green seas,
then sail with me, enjoy the breeze.
Time's hold is but a mind's cruel clock,
but vision-dreams can pick that lock.
February 11, 2007