Minds that revolve on our planet;
Are greater than the earth is itself;
All things that exist in the world;
A great ocean of wealth;
Every part of everything;
The molding from one piece of clay;
We are all bound by a greater force;
That is found wanton in the way;
Anything can exist that can be thought of;
Except a solitaire meaning of our ways;
That is to give of our own volition;
A word of encouraging praise;
All other things can be done;
Under the sun;
Except for that one single thing;
To give a praise to another life;
Yes-let its freedom ring;
~Moses~
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