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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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