It counts, but counts differently,
The prescription for evaluation temporarily submerges his value system
Not entirely abandoning his principles,
Dripping his toe in the societal waters,
Swiftly deciding that he didn't like the temperature
The land is his landlord,
Although not every attempt to make headway lands gently
Still grounded, sometimes playing life on the "hard" difficulty,
Establishing root cause, planting with quiet fearlessness and concentrated devotion,
Adding everything up until his integrity catches up to the current landscape
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