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Your poem wittily explains why mythic heroes die young. Who wants to see a hero in old age, tottering and frail, The whole meaning of their lives is for us ordinary folk to see their glittering existence as the highest expression of humanity. We don't want the glitter to be dulled. Of course, you have done a great disservice to Adonises everywhere by showing they are really like like you and me. You're the gadfly who tells the truth! How dare you take away my illusions. They gave me some hope. Now I just have reality.