Since none of us are same, I ask you look for edge: For both your own and theirs. Keep these in mind in war. Choose right your timely aim, Lest you do fall in flame. First, go and stake your claim Where they cannot find frame. Pay heed to promised pledge, And spy what wields the sledge. Make them take leap from ledge, Into your spears in hedge. Unknown threats cause new scares, And cause the standing hairs. Within the toxic airs, Be one who runs with bears. For there, with beast and boar, May form a furtive corps. You must there stretch and roar, So you may fly and soar. Care not for the acclaim Of what the fools allege. The one who makes thrones, chairs, Had not last crossed death's door.
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