The weathered face that has felt the winteres wind and the sun's blaze. The eyes that have seen through the haze. The inanition that you have and that you feed upon. Do not fret after knowledge that I may have not. What I have are evenings of disillusionment. I am he who is depressed at the thought of futility and of being bootless in a muddy world.

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bootless also means

bootless also means useless...