Mum’s this mythic muse
inaudible harmonics in articulated interpretations
When wisdom concedes
dubious foul-mouthed fracas before confusing speculations
Feeling the wear and tear
time scrapes and scolds weathered skin breaks in the cold
The surreal symphony of syllable never said
at death a life in review never once had I said I love you.   

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