Like erosion of age
take the stomach take the chest
and all organs within to heal
Like an erosion of age
Take that six am walk along frosty streets
blowing steam out trying a slice of youth
first thing imitate the optimism you see
Like an ocean telling the sage
The real erosion of age
Tap into the root as morning light interrupts
Swing the bat using instinct synchronicity
Crack the frozen cage of inactivity
Squeezed between continents
The currents and tides take their toll
Breathe the ocean tells the sage
To allow the downfall erosion of age
washing the worst of it off
just to give yourself another decade of health
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