7.2.2025
As a child I learned to play Alone in night and in the day The games that the young children know, But I languished, did not grow Until I came to understand There is a genius in this land That has found an inner way For the self in consciousness To retreat to realms within Knowing neither hate nor sin, But the spirit to begin The long far climb to godliness.
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