For being my brothers and sisters keeper, Building, Ascending, Strengthening breathing certain, His will my wind. Here I am at the precipice in life, Wondering , dreaming, choosing, i deally thinking right. I ask God If I may take breath, So I can sing his song being One. For being my brother's keeper, Ascending with sisters, building clear, Strengthening bonds interwind, His will becomes my at most sphere. In life's precipice, quietly calmly lovingly standing, Dreaming, choosing clarity's sight, Wondering aloud, yet overstanding, Ideally thinking, breathing literary right. I ask God for instinctual light beyond breathe. Hear my heart, Your pulse is spinning; Great fully cheers is I believe— One breath, one song, we are, is One.
perceivers eyes mine believe that he is thy spark thrown off from the spiritual essence of God, amazingly brilliant though his own Angel be, if, principles of his Art teach him, that Angel is thy a spark, how much more glorious is the God who gave it birth
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