Still With Young Outlook
This body's outer surface
Of cracking plaster
Part covered in mould
Must shelter a soul.
For this bright feels, a youth's
Its outlook retains.
In putting a name to it
Cute-ran wonderment
Who tries to sound coherent
Still loses control!
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