Poem: In the Path
In the path,
Small means guide the course.
In the path,
Depths of curiosity cut to the center.
In the path,
Find sorrow time to time.
In the path,
Great things walk upright.
Diligence, hope and joy,
In the path.
In the path,
Small means guide the course.
In the path,
Depths of curiosity cut to the center.
In the path,
Find sorrow time to time.
In the path,
Great things walk upright.
Diligence, hope and joy,
In the path.
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