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Esteem is a ladder
With neither top nor bottom
It depends on the shaky regard of others
To keep the climber from falling
Hope is a phantom
To which you sacrifice the day
To grasp at a tomorrow
That will have sacrifice still further
Hope and esteem serve the internal foe
The internal foe is contained within you
A small part of the whole
A grain of sand to the universe
Yet it claims it is a world
Capable of blocking out the sun
Do not grasp; do not climb
For self
Choose not the sand
Choose the universe
Choose the world
You will love the universe
You will love the world
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