We fell
an innocent seed on pure hear
We grew
fed by the hopeful, foolish offerings
We live
guarded by lies, powerful stupidity
'How long is the slumber? '
She breathes
wasted love on wicked minds
She sees
Drunken greed, destined hate
She lives
Goodwill, harmony, peace
'May our Rapture ensue.'
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