I am both old and young I am of age old wisdom I am many in number Similar, yet completely different
I hold secrets and life lessons I hold lies and truth I can teach you a thing or ten I know many things
My words can be a soothing whisper at night They can be a fleeting memory in the mind My words can be the ringing battle cry that spurs you forth Or even the venomous bite that kills you softly
Take a look, and I can heal your deepest scars Or I can tear you apart from the inside I might sing out glory of a life And scorn and shame another
Age old wisdom knows no bounds
I am always unchanging History can live through me I can hold treasure desired by many I can be something that should never be seen
Benevolent or of ill will Some may see differently But through all Age old wisdom remains unchanging
What will you have of me? Am I your bane Or your savior?
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