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There's a New World Coming

There’s A New World Coming I shall not allow the grip of grief to defeat me; I shall accept her graciously—persevering, bearing this child of love; and diversity shall not split me from who and whose I am. Me. Nor shall it cause me to scorn who and whose you are. Adversity shall be as an egg shell to the soles of my feet; and a wiping mat there for; cleaner thereof. The vast infinite universe is one in all its parts; so are the mortal bodies of people-hood; and we are the world; and the world us. The flame of a new world beginning has been lit. Over the horizon dawns love’s peace. The hands of the clock of deliverance move forward. There’s a new world coming.

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