Love I scorn
Lust of fame is but a hollow dream
That bubbles away with despair
Money is a waste that ensues nothing
The only prayer that moves my lips for me
Which gives me liberty
That is all I implore
In life and death a chainless soul
With courage to endure.
summarise the passage and add a short critical note
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