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My partner is older than me and he has crows feet, I commented on them and he felt embarrassed. So I wrote this little thing
"What a privilege it is to grow crow's feet, distant cousin's scattered guts in the street"
I don't entirely have meaning for it, but the general message is that life is not to be taken for granted, that we can be young, we can age and all of that is a gift. And death can be around the corner at any given moment, so we settle into the youth and we grow into our crow's feet and both of these things are a blessing.
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