Man of wisdom, even as I speak to you
I know what you will say to me,
For we have had this conversation time and again:
You remain certain I am chasing rainbows
While I am certain it is something I must--and will--attain.
A rebel to the end, I refuse to give up now,
For the pot of gold seems finally within my reach.
© 1983 TDD
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