Yoav’s Old Shoes and Sheepskin Jacket

As a child who knew nothing of the world, I boldly declared that John was wrong to leave his love behind.

I am still a child who knows nothing of the world. And John was still wrong, even more than I knew or know now.

As a man who lost all of their once-abundant strength, I meekly donned a bathrobe when my own legs failed me.

I am still a man bereft of strength. And those bathrobes still keep me warm, a reminder of my inevitable fate.

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