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Knowlage is Power


Far far away.

Stranded, alone.

A new life awaits,

from all I have known.

 

The one thing I want,

the one thing I need,

is simply a book,

belonging to me.

 

What's in this book,

this knowledge for me?

What secrets, you ask,

does it keep in safety?

 

A detailed description,

of all creatures and plants,

from the mightiest tree, 

to the tiniest ant.

 

It will be my teacher,

my hope, my guide.

For in the wild,

I must survive.

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