Fit body fit head
Fit friend fit to end.
Hope to find you there
With that little dazzling star.
First, keep your wings fit
And then if you so like
Go on flying to settle
Life and death here all.
Take care distance no matter
Take care, pain and gain near.
You to profess practice
You to take action to
Close roads for mice
And I know you wise.
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