Some cannot grow anymore
Some can grow but cannot speak
Some can grow and speak
But cannot think
Some can grow speak and think
But cannot tame their thoughts
Until we come to the shining ones
And the great dark beasts
Of day and night we see
Who struggle back and forth
Rolling the world in their minds
Wondering and turning it to decide
What they might make of it
Keep it or set it free
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