Imparted through the porous veil of time, wisdom settles like morning mist on a forgotten path. Engage with it, not as a master, but as a humble apprentice learning the dialect of the silent trees.
Knowledge holds hands with doubt, molding a sturdy bridge over the chasm of uncertainty. Cross with caution, for the winds will test your resolve, and each step must be grounded in understanding.
Ponder this: when light dances upon the surface, what shadows are cast beneath?
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