Youth
A youthful face, but no brains:
Time the deceiver – I think back,
to all I thought I knew that it has
taken me a lifetime to unlearn: Oh
the labyrinths the spirit travels!~till
at last realizing the poverty it has
impressed on its own soul – Youth,
full of beans, gassing the world
indiscriminately!
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