The upturn.. An upsurge.. A salient resolve to stay way higher above planes that decept.. My soul could not be incorporated into those dark concepts.. My soul is light and everlastingly abides in light.. Know ye now that humanity's true advancement lies in truth.. I am not perfect but for her I thirst.. Purity at heart is beautiful, it carries this aura of light that relaxes.. Rewarding you with glory.. The times are here, Selah.
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