Life is a book of knowledge only true for to say
And we learn as we live something new every day
We have our good days and bad days it works in this way
And for our every mistake always some price to pay
Those who believe they know everything are lucky indeed
Of any more knowledge they are not in need
That knowledge is infinite the point they do miss
But then as is said ignorance can be bliss
The more we do learn the more we realize
That we do know so little this not a surprise
We age rather quickly beyond our physical prime
So much for to learn in so little time
That life is a book of knowledge as a truism does remain
The meaning in this it's own self does explain.
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