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SUFFERING
Though my squalid little collection
Of life's many woes
May be insignificant
As the scale of humanity's goes,
They are enough
I'm certain
To keep silly me
On my toes.
AMBITION
Why aspire?
Why be driven by that all-consuming fire
Of ambition.
Ambition is such a fraud,
For if you have it without the blessing of God
It's useless,
And with God's blessing
Absolutely unnecessary
Prosper the work of our hands Oh Lord!
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