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Advice
I've never had the chance to give my son any advice, Even a whisper of simplistic, let alone cosmic, wisdom, Whatever I've learned, on accidental purpose,
From all the bumblefuck mistakes I've made, Growing up, growing older, growing away, To help him navigate reality's treacherous straits.
Now that he's thirty-three, The only wise advice I could possibly give him is this: "It's never too late" is way, way too late.
05/29/10 - (4)
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