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The Epic Quest of Self: A Bardic Tale of Growth


In realms of mind, a tome of self unfolds,

A quest begun, like heroes of old lore.

With quill as sword, we battle inner foes,

Each chapter a dungeon, filled with trials sore.

Our character sheet, a map of soul's terrain,

Skills leveled up through introspection's might.

We roll the dice of choice, again, again,

Seeking wisdom's treasure in the night.

Through forests dark of doubt, we forge ahead,

Emerging stronger, leveled, story bred.