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They write in gold, and know the way. They sow the

They write in gold, and know the way. They sow the seeds, and fear not the fruits. They named not the fields, nor did they watch it sway. But their thoughts ran in the field, with names of their memories. Did grow, and always enough. Memory did serve from bluff to bluff. Memories flourished as did the flowers. They watered them with wisdom. Given to all, A sight to see, Living kindness that be. The mountain knew their footsteps. The forest knew their whistles. The sky knew their dreams. Commanded by one and all, simultaneously it seems. They waved at the waves and took two different ways. But not a single one, From the others heart, Ever departed.
They write in gold, and know the way. They sow the seeds, and fear not the fruits. They named not the fields, nor did they watch it sway. But their thoughts ran in the field, with names of their memories. Did grow, and always enough. Memory did serve from bluff to bluff. Memories flourished as did the flowers. They watered them with wisdom. Given to all, A sight to see, Living kindness that be. The mountain knew their footsteps. The forest knew their whistles. The sky knew their dreams. Commanded by one and all, simultaneously it seems. They waved at the waves and took two different ways. But not a single one, From the others heart, Ever departed.
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