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About Last Year
Patience, a lot of patience,
That's what it takes to keep going.
At many years of age
we just want health and a lot of patience.
We are not attracted to indolence!
We are not afraid of impotence!
But, oh my God, how much we miss
the patience to have with impertinence
and inexperience and malevolence...
We try not to give up on the film
at the end of the first sequence.
And hear the same poorly told stories
out of sheer indulgence.
We then allowed ourselves to sit in the garden
and count the petals of innocence
which we still have in the inside pocket of our coat.
That's what it takes to keep going.
At many years of age
we just want health and a lot of patience.
We are not attracted to indolence!
We are not afraid of impotence!
But, oh my God, how much we miss
the patience to have with impertinence
and inexperience and malevolence...
We try not to give up on the film
at the end of the first sequence.
And hear the same poorly told stories
out of sheer indulgence.
We then allowed ourselves to sit in the garden
and count the petals of innocence
which we still have in the inside pocket of our coat.
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