crows feet
<>my age is creased across my brow
crushed me into a frown just now
and i
can't hide my feelings
as i deal with my approaching 50's
i grimace not for growing older
rather, in protest of those reporting my demise
crows haven't come to claim me
they have just walked around my eyes
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