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Unlike Jean Valjean I'm not so sure

And seventy years on things have not come clearer.

Looking back, I hope to see a path

Which has led on, inevitably nearer

To eternal truths, real insight and a sense

Of contentment, while doubts become far rarer.

But actually my mind is as confused

As it was at fourteen when I thought

That teenage years would pass and adulthood

Would bring the wisdom which was caught

Simply by getting older; yet today

I ponder why my life still seems so fraught.

I don't know who I am, but at least

I know who you are - and that brings me peace.

Brian Hick May 2015

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