Take a breadth before you die,
Sense the depth before you defy.
Hear the silence before you are deaf,
Be in-synch before you are left.
Forget the sorrow before you mind,
Break a dream before it bind.
Heal your hurt before it Pains,
Enjoy the showers before it rains.
See the noon before its dawn,
Reach the high before you have flown.
Defy the gravity of the fears of the weaker,
as We are the destinies of The Maker.
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