Knowing
The little I know, of what I thought I knew,
Was enough for me to know,
That to learn to know whatever I knew,
I knew that I’d now have to grow,
Yet to know so little, and grow what I know,
I had to use whatever I knew,
And use this knowledge, the little there was,
To know I eventually grew.
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