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Getting Older

Getting older... Where my knees wear out quicker than my shoes Where my hair grows inward through my ears and nose Where I bend my knees to touch my toes Yet the brain tells the body "anything still goes". Getting older... Where my bones sound like the crack of a whip The hormones scream "I don't want to dip" Too much cycling has worn the hips You dribble they coffee after a hot sip. But getting older You know the truth from the lies The experience of life means you're now wise You no longer need the old soul ties Because you've experienced the Life of Christ.

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