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a different life 293 I Seek You in the Faces of Old Men Florence Weinberger I seek you in the faces of old men, shout into their ears, scale their craggy cheeks, touch their bald spots, tough, often bumpy. You would be that old, and I would never let you fall. I might not have overlooked your frailties. I might very well have grown impatient with your fumbling, the inadvertent moan when you turned in bed. These old men teach me who you might have become. Some hold my elbow when we walk, say I am still beautiful. We gentle each other. Slower to judge, we make slow love. We don’t give up easily. I would love you better now than I did. ...

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