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Go into space
Through time and waste
Get to the core
Of knowing
The most powerful place
In the midst of space
Laced with the wisdom
Carried by the instrument
The Staff of Truth
Wield it You must
Through the cusp
Of old structures
Frigid beings
With coldness in their hearts
They must also awaken
Carry on my son
Strength can be Your gun
When You are done
Make sure
You have the cure
Always stay in love with what is pure
Ian Altosaar