The sword in the stone is to know what to say, when, and to whom or not, the tongue rooted in the brain, to start the day, then to dare to say or ney, as in removing the sword from the sheath of the calm mind, the rock upon which the body is relying for its surviving, acting in faith on what one has said, being true and in trust until the bittersweet end, arriving to a magic place where nothing matters, only silence remains alone to carry burden of a form, retaining any worthy meaning of brave heartbeats and emptied feelings.
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