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My sword, ,
An extension of self,
Every cell vibrating circulating,
Expanding pulsating.
The works of my hands
To grow and spread the Good news
Throwing seeds in the soil,
Faith with Works.
For the soon ascendance.
The societal repentance.
Discern the season,
Grow upright,
Ascend in spirit,
Let your branches expand,
Flourish,
Be holy.
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Ahayah Bahashem Yashaya Wa Rawach


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