good night young self
i speak to you as friend and confidant
i am your other your old soul
who has lived and loved
whose internal logic has failed
to explain all those affairs
of the heart one suffers through alone
and listen, all the objections
the future makes will become
proud scars from your past
i might venture to add a small
word of caution pertaining
to linking one's fortunes to
those of another look at
your palm young self and see that
the life line remains free of worry
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