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''My Back Pages''Crimson flames tied through my yearsFlowing high and mighty trappedCountless fire and flaming roadsUsing ideas as my maps''We''ll meet on edges soon'', said IProud ''neath heated browAh, but I was so much older thenI''m younger than that nowHalf-wracked prejudice leaped forth''Rip down all hate'', I screamedLies that life is black and whiteSpoke from my skull, I dreamedRomantic flanks of musketeersFoundationed deep, somehowAh, but I was so much older thenI''m younger than that nowIn a soldier''s stance, I aimed my handAt the mongrel dogs who teachFearing not I''d become my enemyIn the instant that I preachSisters fled by confusion boatsMutiny from stern to bowAh, but I was so much older thenI''m younger than that nowAh, but I was so much older thenI''m younger than that nowMy guard stood hard when abstract threatsToo noble to neglectDeceived me into thinkingI had something to protectGood and bad, I define these termsQuite clear, no doubt, somehowAh, but I was so much older thenI''m younger than that now