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Rise
What remains knows no name.
Reestablished on purified ground.
unraveled, as the symphony of nature polarize.
Guided, by the unifying light of The Sun.
I can see myself, two yet one and neither got nothing left to say.
Mirrors reflect but I don’t identify with what they have to say.
I can see Myself, two yet one and neither got nothing left to say.
Mirrors reflect but I do not identify with them
Empty yet full I feel I am ready to play.

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