Knowledge as it seems to me,
Is where, when and how had been,
Sulling bright-eyed sparks that be,
Numbers, names, places unseen.
Named after auspicious stars,
Gods, goddesses, planets far,
Blessed to receive life’s nitty-gritty,
By ordained agents of the almighty.
Not stronger against death,
Not stronger towards life,
Just restless and at strife,
With all and with myself.
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