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I have a kind of preoccupation with - an obsession with - the opposite ends of my life. On the one hand childhood and the voice of a being before experience, that is the voice of innocence, and on the other hand I'm very curious about the voice of the old person, the wise person, the voice of after experience. I keep wondering whether or not they resemble each other maybe - the voice of pure innocence and the voice of pure wisdom. So this poem is about childhood but I think I'm trying to get to the voice of experience.

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