Labour of necessity, encouraged acts,
The latter one of course, the better task.
Inspired deeds, the sweetest of all,
Tirelessly done from winter to fall.
Undertakings out of false intent,
However aimless, are ever present.
The most useless surely are these,
Cheap and empty compared to lonely deeds.
Most terrifying is the work of rage,
Unconceivable as a book with a blank page.
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