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(after Edgar Allen Poe's "Annabel Lee.")

It was many and many rings ago around the old pine tree that a nymph with lips came to blow another life into me; and the nymph's river shaped me like dough into the man that you do see. My forehead raised to the sky and my chin dimpled be the cause of the leaves' weeping around the old pine tree. And with her hands she sharpened my jaw and my molars came to be, and she shook the bark, dark as my eyes, Off the old pine tree, and placed it onto my face in the form of a goatee. And she took my hands and with the branches tied me to the old pine tree, and held and held and held and held until no longer could I be free. And the branches became my caressers, As the nymph abandoned me marking the years that pass from us on the rings of the old pine tree. -Safe How do you see going from adolescence to adulthood? Drop a line in the comments' section below and let me know. You will benefit from reading "Daffodils Wither in the Sink"with "Age." Help a starving artist and minimum wage employee out! Share "Age" on facebook by using the facebook button on the middle of the right column. That way, I will be able to quit my day job and focus on writing you more content. To see more of Safe's imitation poetry, check out "Daffodils Wither in the Sink," (after

William Carlos William's "The Red Wheel Barrow,") "Blue is the Color of Our Love" (after e.e. cummings' "i carry your heart with me" and "Love XXV," (after Khalil Gibran's "Beauty XXV.") You can also check out my other alter egos, Dean O., Sword of Religion and Safe-a-Clause. Purchase what explains part of my close relationship with the Celtics, "My Green Stringless Celtics' Hoody," about a gift from my brother, my 2 month long stay at a Mental Hospital because of drug abuse and how the Celtics brought me joy during those months.