You can set the forest ablaze,
The conceive mind you can't burn.
Wisdom is profitable to direct,
Only those willing to be directed.
In numbers our days might not count,
In purpose put not your future in doubt.
I exist to live in full,
My destiny I will play no fool.
To be is to act,
Life beauty is in art.
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