Never-know-it-all and Know-it-all
I never knew what love was
When I hadn't loved at all.
Once I loved I knew it
And knew that I would always love
By never knowing all.
I knew what was love
When I hadn't loved at all,
Knew that when it came along
It didn't stand a chance
Because I knew it all.
poem by Douglas Scotney
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