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Come to be Then in the Night Redeemer of what is Right Light up this Love that you speak of Be our crescent hint of Hope What else remains...remains Of this time and space feeds sustenance like Tree sap and Earth un-Earthed Birthed Monu-mentally Sacred and Holy. We have Minds That know no bounds Thoughts as Sparks We send them out On Golden Wings The Conscience Sings A symphony of Energy One Age ends Another begins No more will the horror carry over Just resounding ~ Sounding Strings Vibrating Harmony Sacred and Holy. Come to be Then in the Night Redeemer of what is Right Light up this Love that you speak of
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Dec 18, 2014
Dec 18, 2014 at 5:31 AM UTC
Come to be
Come to be Then in the Night Redeemer of what is Right Light up this Love that you speak of Be our crescent hint of Hope What else remains...remains Of this time and space feeds sustenance like Tree sap and Earth un-Earthed Birthed Monu-mentally Sacred and Holy. We have Minds That know no bounds Thoughts as Sparks We send them out On Golden Wings The Conscience Sings A symphony of Energy One Age ends Another begins No more will the horror carry over Just resounding ~ Sounding Strings Vibrating Harmony Sacred and Holy. Come to be Then in the Night Redeemer of what is Right Light up this Love that you speak of
In response: Yes, we all have this moment in history to be Heroes. We claim it when we hold ourselves accountable and in attendance. I'm off the slippery soap box now... Thank you for listening.
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Dec 18, 2014
Dec 18, 2014 at 5:31 AM UTC
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