Between youth and age is where we all live.
Break it up if you want by who is most relevant;
Who can pull off a beard,
Who likes sarcasm and who prefers psalms,
Who remembers Aunt Bea and who among us
Just.
Can’t.
Separate those who hook up from
Those who make love,
Remove the walkers from the hikers.
Cleave each from the other like
The rotted from the ripe
And still, it ends the same.
To know the shape of the world,
You must hold it all.
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