The thought of One- for the lives of All

Unearth my spirit,

Leave my pride aside,

Foresake all of those who are without grace. 

As self cognizance shall be praised, 

For WE-US-ALL live unmistakably woven into our nature of existence.

As to be without notice of action earns the disaster of ignorance, 

And the ruin of One self. 



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