The fool at heart wise by his start
A magicians wand waves the mission
So as we are so here we all are
Near but a star a son set a far
Word born beauty set upon the stone heart
Lived a life lit soul grown old so to part
A legacy in hand I lend a loan to own
My dear friends what ends should we call home
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I would like to translate this poem