The thought of One- for the lives of All
Unearth my spirit,
Leave my pride aside,
Foresake all of those who are without grace.
As self cognizance shall be praised,
For WE-US-ALL live unmistakably woven into our nature of existence.
As to be without notice of action earns the disaster of ignorance,
And the ruin of One self.
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