it's been years,
but it seems
like just last week
when i saw
my friend,
running
down the street on his
daily five
mile jog.
his muscled body
gleaming
with sweat.
so
i'm shocked to see the cane
today,
the slow
walk
up the hill to his house.
the pause to catch
his breath.
i call out
his name,
but he can't hear me.
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