The fly of time's implacable indeed,
And if one wants, you see, to race with it,
You shouldn't do the others any harm,
You shouldn't think of making a career,
You should wait not for laurels, not
For golden even bays, you only ought
To find your own way , but hear
And follow this way, till time,
Will let you reach your aim,
And let it be mirage or ghost,
You ought to pass this way
Yourself, whoever also goes.
Credo
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