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One would argue it was far too close

For a greater society reversing into calamity

Unbolted its threshold of fear and angst

Confusion heightened at the crossroads of destiny

Somehow nearing the boundaries of turmoil

Karma, justice, divine intervention

Equalizing intermingled imbalances

From gloom, rise forth the glowing spirit of hope

We should never dissolve our leap of faith

Keep reeling out to the omnipresent reality

Stretching our mere limits of understanding

Where the end is really just the beginning

Perceive what matters most to earn contented state

Realize its true forms of the animating principle

The past, the present, the future as well

God shall reconstruct our microcosmic aspirations