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Work Aesthete

Drive deep the wedge of work in time's dark stone, the pointed wedge of work, all hammer-scarred by self-appointed tasks, with each mark grown inherent in the toil. So drive the marred small daily dents into the lifting edge, tap-hammer them within the rock's dark face to make the thrusting hill itself a wedge between a lifetime and a wider space.