Ex-Wrestling Champ
Boulder shoulders,
bursting biceps,
terrifying to see,
a menacing mountain
of a muscle-man
he used to be.
Now, bedridden,
he wilts away his days
till the end arrives.
This nursing home's
locked doors hide
closing and closed lives.
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