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Almost Triolet 02/22/2015

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I know exactly what kind of old man you’ll be.
But can you imagine an elderly me?
You’ll take slices of lemon in your tea,
You know exactly what kind of old man you’ll be:
An old grump still projecting your problems on Bri.
What awaits us in the realm of possibility?
I know exactly what kind of old man you’ll be.
But can you see elderly you with elderly me?

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