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We are living on top of the sphere.

Where questions of mind haven't yet revealed.

Some still stuck in pyramid's scheme/

Life has unforeseen purpose to prevail.

Questions are hanging up in the air,

Mind has been unleashed .

Setting one's soul to defeat the darkness/

Preacher and moron evocatively says;

A gift of salvation just like the other way,

Salvation granted for people who follow  their will/

As we seek for the answers,

our mind was built with faith.

To demand,to sustain  our starving flesh/

We all meet in a half-way where deliverance is dwelt,

Changing the world goes round on our feet.

In a mystical way we were molded by mud.

Our soul was given of a breath of life,

Sending us the spirit,the unknown force from up above/

And now,we as human creature--

Living the edge of life in a blast;

As the sun rest at dawn and the moon took its place,

As a newborn child sooner grow and life will be fade/

People had learnt to fall inlove,

Cries a river when someone has left/

From the peak of Everest to the core of the Earth,

Through the lands and the seas,

Blood is continuosly flows in our veins.

Life must come and go,but forever will be

Our hidden connection will remain mystery.

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