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🌱 The Garden

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Purpose

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A guiding star, a inner flame, — It whispers softly, my true name.

A guiding star, a inner flame,
It whispers softly, my true name.
A reason to be, a path to tread,
A song unsung, inside my head.
To leave my mark, however small,
To answer to life's earnest call.
A work to do, a gift to share,
A purpose found, beyond compare.

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