Parentheses around my mouth
belie my inner age.
This middle stage of life, in truth,
is rather like a cage.
Within, I'm 8, if all be told,
not really 41.
For 41 is getting old,
while 8 is ever fun.
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What a brilliant way to look at life! I like it very much. Thanks for sharing.
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I would like to translate this poem
funny but truth, thanks. please read my poems and comment.