Quatrain of Wind Blowing
Wind Blowing - the old
Too old too start all over,
too tired to keep on
going,
If I rest, the years pass
me by, wind's of life
blowing.
What I learned when I was
young, is all I know
today,
Finding answers is for the
youthful, the old need
too much mental
foreplay.
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