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To cognize in life, I sudden rage close to this Athirst to follow The route of what I ordained, Chasing tomorrow like gold. Can I still break free? When toils wear out to nothing Yet, must toil and wait Trying it within toil secrets To fix what tomorrow breaks :m.nash

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