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I know not who I am For my life has barely begun. And yet I know what shall Become of my life. Or do I? Do I really know where my Future will take me? Do I know what tomorrow will yield? The answer is no. I do not know what my Future will bring. I do not know what shall Become of my life. How is that? How is it that I, who knows myself better than any other, knows not where I am bound? If I do not know my own course, Then how do you? How do you, who knows yourself Better than any other, not know Where you are bound? And if you do not know, How will you plan? How will you think? How will you continue to live? The answer is simple. You will blitz every day As if it is your last. You will not dwell on what You do not know, for that is the nature of the universe. You will live however you wish and never regret not knowing how you will live.
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