A dead child in the earth
enriches it none
the approval of others
won't amount to
the approval of none
No!
Venture forth silly boy
so eager to please
astrologise the dreamers
proskynise to the earth
listen to me
Yes! to thine own self be captain
but know,
no shores lie beyond!
your instincts are too young
Many fellowships I am!
Many pockets I have
Follow me
be safe in my wake
reap my surfeit
My eyes keep riches
yours faithfully
As are mine
in yours, my fellow
my father
suckle upon this,
my father
now you are mine
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