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Solace
Solace
I was happy
When
I could not spell a word
Wordy I am pricked
By
The spell of the world
I was contented
When
I was ignorant about the world
Knowledgeable I am embarrassed
By
The ways of the world
I was snug
When
I was featherless lying in the nest
Flyer I am frozen
By
The hail stormy sky in the west
I was really cozy
When
I was in mother's womb
Busy I am hurt
By
This showy thorny honeycomb
Knowledge is palace
However
In ignorance I seek solace
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Solace
Solace
