The World Awakens
Forget not the beauty, which you behold each day.
See the splendor that is poised above mountaintops.
Peering of the sun through shadowy clouds above,
Rays billowing dropping spraying outward at dawn,
Misty clouds catch the rays flowing into the valley.
Upon the distant mountaintop these things appear.
To the ones who are not blinded by humanities disease.
To the ones with peaceful hearts and guided minds,
Eager not to be betrayed by those with cynical hearts,
These shall be the ones, who see truth and freedom,
They will be shown the way as the world awakens.
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