Just think and think and think
With new ages liability on neck
Let's go from beginning to end
Hold shine and out forever blind
Must be wrong and loss of all creation
No morality that you do and have done.
Waiting for future with dream
To win and be great pleased
Others abhorrence is blessed
Taking touch of true stream
Have no specific appearance
Over all circling by balance
Life and death is true for all creation
All are right work not to be hesitation.
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