Only by this absence

In attics and basements

or storage units remote

there’s no hiding amazement

upon discovery we emote

Ages when you were living

and knew it

and those you wish you weren’t

but got through it

Then follow the lost years

blind deaf and dumb

the merciful mortality

to which we succumb

We find a foil to play

for the waiting room years

only by this absence

we resolve to stay

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