The poem “Pure Ascetic” is about the attainment of beauty in a sea of beautiful people and the ravages of aging.
Perhaps one day I’ll join the rest beauties placed upon the stage embodying nature’s tendency to demonstrate the female grace between the age of young to old each so comely in their way time will dictate consequence though forward movement will occur a legacy that all must face to embody their own display a statement made by design as age descends with every year perhaps one day I’ll join the rest with myself as the result creating style along the way pure ascetic holding sway.
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