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| Who knows where we're really from? Who knows whence we all have come? Are we souls of yesteryear, Ordered now to reappear? Is our home a distant star, Or some other place that's far? We as mortals never know How we came to be below. What's important here and now Is to keep our hand on plow, Doing every day what we May conceive as destiny. | ||
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