As I stand at the end of an Age of challenge and oppression.
I carry within me the seeds of my own rebirth:
Wisdom, love, and eternal optimism.
A compass for where to go,
And the passion to see it through.
These flames burn brightly within me.
My heart is kindling to the fire of kindness.
Human-kindness!
My soul waters the seeds of a generosity of spirit.
That dispels the greed caused by de-vision:
The illusion of see-pairation, the pairs of opposites.
But truly O-pposition is an illusion.
It reflects two positions in an O.
A perfect WhOle in Time.
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