8/30/2007

I'm not sure if I know anything yet.
I give advice. I think I know.
Maybe I pretend.
My old life is fondly remembered
My new life makes me feel encumbered.
I am old, but not old enough.
More years do not make me wise.
I must drink from the cup
of everlasting life.
I must drink from the cup of wisdom.
It is bitter and burns.
It is right.

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