Years upon years,
The wiser would say.
Yet who was the wiser?
For I stand here this day.
On the graves of the greater,
The tombs of the told.
Was it I whom the wiser?
I say not for years old.
For thought is but thorough,
Nor times before dead.
Wisdom is wording,
How the heart meets the head.
Isaac Olajos
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