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Ode for the Aging

12 So remember your Creator
    in the days of your youth:
before the days of misery come,
    and years draw near when you will say:
    “I have no pleasure in them”—
before the sun and light and moon
and the stars grow dark,
and the clouds dissipate after the rain,
in the day the keepers of the house tremble,
    and the strong men stoop,
when grinders stop because they are few,
    and those peering out windows grow dim,

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