I realize I'm out of the old fun I had,
That my surgeon and liver are probably both glad,
and that it's no Mayan event not to be the same player,
But I think too much. I had to go and add another layer,
A certain hindsighted, nostalgic contempt
For both the futility and lack of an attempt
At restoring the old life I ground down, deleted,
But college and youth lack in texture reheated.
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