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In compensation for God's creation
it is our duty to act as slaves,
but with this everlasting hesitation
we are forever trapped in a cave.
With God's words and miracles
we are filled with inspiration,
but while in this dark cave
we are meant to behave,
and to not act brave,
but in God's eyes
we are on generation, no fascination, isolation, or segregation
because our destinations location is our final graduation
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