The Crown of Age
White hair, Gray hair, even No hair at all
some call it "The Crown of Age"
an imaginary but fixed laurel wreath for life
But, what is there actually under the "Victory Crown"?
in most lives, a sure sign of previous battles lost,
no more.
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