by ST My childhood days are remembered a little faintly. Both happy times and foolish ways– I’d not return To re-live or change– I look forward, Even if a bit dubiously. Then came the years Of deciding what to be: Sampling enough of both good and evil Which fruits I tasted, I grew to knowContinue reading ““And All These Things Shall Give Thee Experience””
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