To Me

What did you expect?

When you looked at me.

Towers of praise 

Given out freely?

 

Step out of your haze.

Understand the ways

You can be better.

Number your days.

 

I’ve written a letter.

It’s to be opened later.

When you’re older,

And become unfettered.

 

Perhaps it will hold your

Answers. Be bolder,

Young man.

Stand upon shoulders.

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