When one by one our ties are torn and friend from friend is snatched forlorn when man is left alone to mourn oh! then how sweet it is to die!

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You know I looked at my face in the mirror this morning and I like being old. My face has more content and when I train in the gym now I am not training to be strong or handsome - just better than I was yesterday. These days the race is just against myself.