My Child! Together we've walked on fire,
Not one fell blow, but sortie after sortie
Assailed to vanquish Strength; to subdue Hearts-
To pull down edifices of yore:
Fighting, turning, changing tracks withstood
Unruly winds, oft torn and bleeding,
We've grown from strength to strength in spirit
Head held high against hostile friends.
On crooked roads we've made our way,
On shifting sands we've built our homes,
To relentless strife we've pledged our hearts
Undaunted, striving, not for calm waters,
Ever reaching higher beyond earth's bounds,
Life in death, death in life we have found
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