Dreams of greatness are formed by life undigested,
The fleeting stuff of souls untested…
Who’d sooner sleep in a fitful peace
Than leap into Life’s cleansing fires. 

For there already dwells Greatness uncontested,
A Gift beyond time, a Title vested…
In the waking hearts of warrior souls
Inflamed alone by what God inspires.

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