Deceptive
I look at my hands, their backs an old man’s hands. I look at my feet, their toes an old man’s toes. I look at my face, its wrinkles show an old man’s face. But, I look in my mind, its curiosity is a young man’s still.
I look at my hands, their backs an old man’s hands. I look at my feet, their toes an old man’s toes. I look at my face, its wrinkles show an old man’s face. But, I look in my mind, its curiosity is a young man’s still.
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Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust.
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