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Originally posted by N e m e s s i s
the meaning is very veild. its about my memory if that helps you understand what im saying.
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I saw the old man as the poet (you) and the things he did being his work.
But now that you mention memory ... I see your point.
But based on that new understanding ... your poem just went up another grade ... that is wonderfully written.
Time looks upon old men with contempt
and an epoch spent in futility . . .
effort misspent scribing
what will never be uncovered.
written for memories that foever lay hidden ...
A work of art ... superb.