Warrior
There is a divine hilltop
Living deep within my soul;
In quiet I will climb it
Til I reach my peaceful goal.
All the forests of the season
Will brush away my past woes
Turn the sand dunes to rivers
And build rocks of new morrows.
On this hill, I'll grow fine seeds
Like a warrior of life, indeed!
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