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<p> A melting icecap, </p> <p> a bubbling spring </p> <p> or the soft autumn rain; </p> <p> small trickling streams that, over many years, grow into mighty rivers. </p> <p> </p> <p> Within every man lies the call to power - </p> <p> it is as much a part of him as his very own blood. </p> <p> The foolish drink from that vital liquid, </p> <p> but the wise know that strength is not worth seeking. </p> <p> Instead, they desire that which lies beyond it. </p> <p> </p> <p> They follow the mighty river to its source. </p> <p> Eyes wide, they spot the glistening icecap. </p> <p> Ears open, they listen for the bubbling spring. </p> <p> Nose twitching, they smell the scent of the autumn rain. </p> <p> They find those small, trickling streams. </p> <p> </p> <p> They are led to the source from which strength flows. </p> <p> It is that which beats within the bosom of every man: </p> <p> a blood-red heart. </p>
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