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Gotta hurry, gotta rush-rush, I got a heart attack due in about four years, and I want to be sure that I’m there to meet it with my 401(k) all in order when it shows up.
It glows like a dark star in the constellations of my childhood.
I began to hear the hurried, eager gossip of Castle Stream.
My infirmities have crept up like waves which will soon take a child’s abandoned sand castle,
As I lie here in my nursing-home room, and in the ruined sand castle that is my body,
