SEVENTY SAG
by Paul J. Hill One day in a certain light I spied some skin that once was tight. Not a thing to cause alarm this stretch along the inner arm, but ever since I spied it there I seem to have the need to stare at other places where the skin may indicate the shape I'm in. Though somewhat used to body change there seems to be a wider range of defects showing high and low and if they're there, I want to know. Of course this could become a bore, this always looking out for more. I may decide to risk my life and switch attention to my wife.
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