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Roots of Freedom
Old says hold riches that are never shut Old ways show things farther the final cut. Ahead cultures, above uncertain fears Bodies have met, families have converged - Will their wills turn beyond tears into clears And their common wishes remain emerged ?
Incompleteness is Still Something
One vow Simple flow
Meaningful Fable : "One Cicada, Neighbor Ant" (Jean de la Fontaine)
One Cicada having sung Summer long, Felt into deep lacking state When fresh days did reach the gate : Not even a little chip Of slight lens nor candle snip. She spread a word as she'd starve Front close ant's door, place to carve, Urging her to lend her fast A few grain so she could last Until the resumption clime. « I will redeem you, no mime, Fore harvest - she said crucial - Interest ands principal. » Neighbor Ant feared this gamble : There lays her marginal fault. « How did you spend neath heat vault ? She said this risk's guest - rumble. — Dark and day, forward comer I did declaim, for your care. — You did declaim ? So good fare : Thus ! Yet, you might dance further. »