To age
Age of time
I'm 30
30 people. 1 year old, 2 and so on.
Stand on an old asphalt road. Cracks. Holes.
The Body floats, hot air, starlight of the Sun, hugest Cloud.
Wet insides. Dry . dry .
Pains . Slips . Smooth . Tired .
A different perspective , not your old , never theirs , you become anyone
Else . . . .
The end
Of now
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