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Aephanemer

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Rise up disciple from a far-off land
Time to get under way
Toward wisdom of yore, keep close at hand
Those who teach you how to never go astray

Brooding over for too long, behind
Your bared clenched teeth
For your misfortunes you blame the outside
Inwardly starting to seethe

Deem yourself worthy at last
To improve rather than dwell on the past
For what other master than you
Do you wait for a change of view?

Now is the fight! Just right here!
It can be won using the relevant gear
Pay attention anytime
To all the waves of your mind

Soon we'll feed the worms
Thus the truth will be fully learned
Daily deeds are truly owned
All the rest merely borrowed

A new daybreak, let's join them
The festival begins again
Endure all turmoil and noise
Take your share of soothing joys

Left alone with your thoughts
As you close your tired eyes
Escaping at least some faults
Is good enough for the one who tries

Now is the fight! Just right here!
It can be won using the relevant gear
Pay attention anytime
To all the waves of your mind