This Day, This Time, Is Ours!

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Ascend!

From afar I watch a mansion crumble,

I watch the inconceivable take shape,

And somehow, I am strengthened in my self.

Somehow, I feel the essential taut granite in me,

The one that holds up the truth.

Today I know that if there is to be any hope,

We each have to ascend.

Find our power, flex it,

And go heal this earth of ours.

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