Reflections: On Losing Interest

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I suppose if I were at the end of my time
I’d have little care for what happens to the rest

There’s no true progeny – you’ll see
Down the road all graves rest solitary

The earth hides pride and aged regret
Until one day it too stops spinning

©KMcGee – 2016

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