The Fragrant Tree.

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Ignorance is no bliss,

the inferior instead of the superior is stupidity,

I want to be free, please give me wings,

permit me to sit at your feet, O’ fragrant tree,

let me drink you in continually, so flow in, abundantly please,

touch every part of me with your excellence, O’ wise one,

fill me up with the instinct to choose the right course,

in a world of 24 hours per day,

the right decision at the right time is the right way..

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