With Age Came Experience, Knowledge,

With Age Came Experience, Knowledge, And Pain 6-7-2016 I’ve prided myself on my high tolerance for pain, And at stages of life it’s became more abundant. While I ponder the old saying “no pain no gain”, It seems each year it’s became more redundant; Some days “to man up” just seems quite insane, Because this nettlesome pain I’d immensely eschew. My accomplishments today I consider mundane, Inducing me to ascertain what’s an old man to do?
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