Mrabet: Earth
I was born. I lived. I died. When I lived, I smoked and I drank. I laughed and I played. I traveled and observed. I danced and sang. And I was happy. Help your brother, and fear will stay far from you. My thoughts are wide and my wits are with me. I have the forest. I have the rivers. I have the clouds, fire and water, gold and silver. Look inside yourself and go on looking, and be friendly if you want friends. This is what I heard, dear Brother Bhar. Now I must dig in the earth for a while. Not much is left.

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