Old men are children once again a dream that sways and wavers into the hard light of day.
I know how men in exile feed on dreams.
Old men, what are they? Fast fading the leaf, Three-footed they walk, yet frail as a child, As a dream set afloat in the daylight.
Beyond age, leaf withered, man goes three footed no stronger than a child is, a dream that falters in daylight.
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