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A Study into the Ravages of Time Beware my friend as you pass by, as you are now so once was I. As I am now, so you must be. Prepare my friend to follow me.
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19 years:
a slim and beautiful
youth ... with an axe.
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20 years:
filling out with
darts and cigar.
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21 years:
with nasty dog growth
taking place of right
arm
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22 years:
Oh, dear me
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23 years:
Anguish... I
know how Samson felt
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24 years:
What a lovely haircut
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25 years:
That grey is getting
more noticable
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| 26 years: Apple bobbing at Halloween with Dibs |
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27 years: Greying fast, fattening up. (At Niagara Falls, not a plastic fetishist's convention) |
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28 years:
Black hair outnumbered
by grey,
Jowls developing nicely, neck and abdomen expanding greatly |
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29 years:
In Washington State
with Cath,
As I change to silver, so she turns to red. |
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30 years:
Balooning (Me
and the activity)
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31 years:
With my beautiful bride
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What next? Tune in next time as body and mind continue to wane |