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Gone! 
Taken in the night
Stolen, stripped, usurped
What word could describe this treachery 
Oh Yes, the warnings came
But I never considered the possibility 
That it could be lost while held so tight
Even as I closed my eyes it was there
The thief, I'm sure, is most pleased
How cruel can one stranger be
How cruel of life
That other wise I wouldn't know
If not for when I stand
My back and knees say so

There are those I suspect of this heinousness
The new kids at work, it seems 
With all the pep that I once possessed
Surely it was them!
But could it be, my own children?
After all, They did at first insist
With their music screaming
And me complaining
Turn it down, It's too loud!

Where is that wisdom that I've heard
That comes from all the things we've seen
Foul! this thief made off with that
I'm just as simple as I ever been
Except, now I don't recover as well
From slips and trips and stairs and steps
And I hear it's only going to get worse
Say the folks that had warned me first
And as for the years I watch 
Will keep on coming 
Just like a thief

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