Do you pine for Hope once more?
Climb, little one!
Reach that sun!
Let all creation tremble at your greatness!
The small one is now a mighty army
With swords of fire coming forth from their tongues!
And teach in abundance with love!
Come, see the good land now prepared for YOU!
Come and take my hand to the good land!
Yes, take my sayings to life!
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