The light shines within
From without
Illuminating the cracks and crevices
The signs of age
The damaged arteries
The flaws
An overworked heart
An underworked stomach
Little used muscles
And the endless toll
Of the surgeries
To hide it.
If the light stopped
Where light is supposed to stop
The picture would be different
But this light doesn't work that way
It seeks out
And brings to bare
The walking dead.
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