All in the worlds learn
Of the goodness, and in doing
This key of the door
You knock on people’s pride
To overcome with joy.
So it is that keys of life
Turn from the world,
As the world is Earth
And its subsystems are as many
As the cells of a body.
Learning a tune of a song
Connects the living and dead,
Instead of the eternal and strong
That liven to the music
After many strokes of sound.
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