.This is not a model
Fit for any mold.
The twisted old and bitter tongues
Are reckless just as they are cold.
Dwelling on the dying
Is wet fingers to the flame.
And I cannot say that I believe
In everything that you propose to me.
I'd rather learn from children.
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