Monologue is twice a Dialogue
What is your conjecture
my diminutive acquaintance
that can change my perspective on the aged.
Is it that, with age
comes nothing,
but with youth comes thirst
and then knowledge unknown to
those who have aged.
Thank you for your conjecture
my diminutive friend.
This poem was written by Roba Adnew on Jun 02, 2007.
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