So much running near on empty

All these efforts without praise.

And so much time to criticize.

A thought or 2 to raise.

I’m older and I know some things.

You, I’m not so sure.

If you tell me how to blow my nose.

You’ll find silence is my cure.

There’s a moment in the ether.

No relationship does lack.

Don’t need to know every thought.

Some of it, please hold back.

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