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Confused Beffuddled Hurt me.
No. No. No. But one of these is wise. But one of these should be heeded. Know who I am? What for?
Youth for parties Youth for learning Youth for discovering
But no. Youth for nothing. Youth for everything. Thatβs the Beauty of this world.
But then the creeping folds At the corner of eyes, Framing the mouth And the filmy eyes And the sudden aches And the sluggish pace And the Beauty is gone And the wise are back.