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The Coming Of Wisdom With Time
(13 June 1865 – 28 January 1939 / County Dublin / Ireland)

The Coming Of Wisdom With Time

THOUGH leaves are many, the root is one;
Through all the lying days of my youth
I swayed my leaves and flowers in the sun;
Now I may wither into the truth.

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Nice poem, I liked the words. There's no need to be aggressive at the start though