A stranger waits with tools in hand,
"Create!" they cry, The world bends to will!
The boy learns: his hands are capable
His voice, a key; his mind, a forge
He feels unstoppable
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English
A stranger waits with tools in hand,
"Create!" they cry, The world bends to will!
The boy learns: his hands are capable
His voice, a key; his mind, a forge
He feels unstoppable