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Wrinkles of Wisdom
Appear on the face
As if out of nowhere
Making their place
Such anger we have
When they appear
But really, I ask you
What is it you fear
Wrinkles are like
Rings on a tree
Proof of your growth
This we can see
It should be an honor
To wear such a line
Showing the world
It’s not yet your time
You are still needed
Down here on Earth
To complete your journey
Which started at birth
Rather than hide them
And shrink them away
Wear them with pride
A beautiful display
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