What could be yuckier than zit popping on mirror?
A reflection of aged undesired already here?
Rush out to see allure in others even older than I.
To look good somehow ~ quick! ~ before I die.
Stymied by youth's unreturned grace passing by....
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When all the time mine beauty dwells in friend's eye.
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