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How can I learn what they know?

I study and read and strive to aquire

The knowledge they have, the wisdom they show.

Their level of love, fear, and desire.

Why do they cry when I ask of such things?

Do they not understand the joy that it brings?

For what they possess, there is no other source

To hear of mistakes, and their life’s chosen course.

For the knowledge they give, I will never forget.

As long as I live, that I owe a debt

To give what I learn to those who desire,

And ignore the pain it took to acquire.

Ted R. Clark

MS I