Gaze now, callow youth, upon the old
man spurned,
His overtures honest, his calls
unreturned.
Why should he long, unmet, for this one
connection?
To change callow youth from his own
sins' direction?
To guide one who holds the same
interests as he?
To extend the world's recall of how it
used to be?
Or perhaps it's not to teach. Does he
aspire, then, to learn?
Gaze now, callow youth, upon the old
man spurned.
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