Desire is like a fire
That burns within the soul.
It cannot be put out
For it makes you whole.

Setting it aside would make you feel content,
But contentment is only for a while.
For desire would soon arise
And there would be more to aspire.

Behold in life a transition
There arise such dreams and visions
Along would come the longing
To fulfill such dreams and visions.

All life long builds up the desire
Until soon it will become so great.
Unless you would take some action,
Life would be just a worthless fate.

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