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Feb 2015
There was a time when I knew everything to say,
Where the world was not indefinite and grey.

I realize now, though, that I was only young;
That that world is gone and a new one for me has begun.

For we are only what we feel
We cannot be anything more than
What in us is urgently real
argus
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argus  somewhere, US
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