Age is just a number, they say,
I used to believe that to be mere hearsay;
A mere hearsay I tell you!

Until I met knowledge;
Whose words tied my mind
To an endless train of thoughts.

She said to me:
With age, comes experience as a sage
And wisdom which isn't man-made
For this wisdom is noise to the perishing
But hymns of harmony to the Disney.

I thought these words to be foolish;
I did not understand them.
Now, I understand it is quite a radiant harmony in my spirit
For this wisdom is ancient.
This is why I call this wisdom of ages the symphonic noise.

_Thank you_
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