Deeply anchored within the breast,Knowledge there for you and me.The cause for this is very plain—Beneath the fertile mind,You and I dwell supreme, deep withinKnowledge there for you and me.
Your work goes on unto the endWhen comes a change with you,You cease your toil, then ascendAnd you a spirit be.
Reap the seeds that you have sownAnd work to higher realmsChange again, and then again,Unto your perfect self.
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