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What we inherit makes us what we are.

Having learned this, I go forward from whatever age

I grasped truth by the horns and rode on.

What we carry through millenniums stays with us,

giving hope that we are growing,

learning from soul’s experience that life

is a gift of changes through purity.

What we leave when we exit this place of time not chosen stays.

Having learned this, I go on and reconnoiter elsewhere,

while truth holds others by the throat.