A broken needle in the box
Meant for sewing heaps of cloth
A piece of advice, somewhat unclear
Turns out to be a remedy of a thousand years.
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Went hunting all the way to the border
Caught a striped deer, sleek and slender
Let your clothes be torn and worn
As long as your heart is true and pure.
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Row the boat with purpose and might
Carrying tobacco and spices so right
But if knowledge is left idle, you see
Like a tree barren of fruit it will be.
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What's dug is a pit, it's true
What's red is the saga we pursue
What's good is one's virtue and grace
And what's beautiful is the language we embrace.
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