Experienced
and highly educated when before them I stand.
In my latter year's now upon me.
They expect from my lip's something profound.
Yea, through the valleys of fear and love's regret
all I've lived.
Patiently they suffer the fool's
course, base
uneducated fool's whom have learned not from the word
but through their own foul deeds.
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