Apologies; I know too little of too much. I speak from an authority
Denied to me by age, a slavish mind, and subtle words. Humility,
Thought akin to nature, working in and through this only world,
I want, should be dissolved, no more than the shade of a light,
But instead a proud blotch, the blush of a hungry blight.
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Apologies; I know too little of too much. I speak from an authority
Denied to me by age, a slavish mind, and subtle words. Humility,
Thought akin to nature, working in and through this only world,
I want, should be dissolved, no more than the shade of a light,
But instead an idle blotch, the blush of a consuming blight.
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