Old hippies don't die, they just lie low until the laughter stops and their time comes round again.
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...we condemned them, our children, for seeking a different future.
We hated them for their flowers,
for their love, and for their unmistakeable rejection
of every hideous, mistaken compromise
that we had made throughout our hollow, money-bitten, frightened, adult lives.