Deep Knowledge
Wells, deep
wells
of sorrow
surround your
mortal frame
the rain has left
its mark on you
the years have
not been kind
Yet there is
a spark remaining
Which you
can fan into a
flame
reach into
the source of
knowledge
let your mind
expand and grow
In spite of
everything
you're still
here
let them know!
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