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As
body
without
spirit
is
dead,
So
seed
without
earth
cannot
flower.
Half
truth
all
nature
does
dread,
To
replenish
it
must
have
power.
As
wine
confined
in
the
grape
Can
never
make
the
heart
merry.
So
clay
may
never
find
shape
If
the
hand
continues
to
tarry.
As
a
masterpiece
cannot
be
seen
If
in
the
mind
it
remains.
So
true
love
has
nothing
between,
A
garment
pure,
without
stain.
As
harvest
heaven's
rain
doth
require
If
the
hungry
shall
have
bread.
So,
he
whose
soul
is
for
hire,
Remains,
unborn,
among
the
silent
dead.
As
stagnation
is
the
author
of
slime,
Without
outlet
it
became
corrupt.
So,
heaven's
glory
expression
does
define,
Causing
light
from
darkness
to
erupt.
As
today
has
never
been
before,
Her
multitudes,
also,
must
be
fed.
So
Truth
has
come
to
fully
restore.
Arise
Humanity!
Lift
up
your
head.
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