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Individuality needs be no goal itself,
But rather just a leaf beneath the
Flower of spiritual wealth.
I spit the seeds of Hades back at all that’s come before;
But rather, I should strive to eat of
Fruits that be in store.
Count not the flowers of my youth,
But time how long they last, for
I contribute my uniqueness while
I draw upon your past.
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