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With soil in our eyes
And lungs filled with dust,
We crawl under the rubble
And dig up the bodies,
Thralls to the crawl of time
And to fruitless industry;
To toil and labour
And ask no more;
And dare to ask no more.

Acceptance requires sacrifice.
No time for delay.
Haste the day,
As fires are lit behind you, son!

Carry our burden,
For there are many who cannot.
Broken bodies as far as my eyes see.
Please, endure our weakest thoughts.

Steadfast, my son,
While we ascend.
Most of us fall,
Through many layers of dirt we go.

With soil in our eyes
And lungs filled with dust,
We climb our mountains again.

Arise! Arise! Light the extinguished heart,
For life can be beautiful,
And full of pleasures.

We must wither and again grow,
Rekindle our blooming essence.
And as time will heal,
And sun and moon twirl,
We might again find our light behind the peaks.

Arise! Arise! Light the extinguished heart!
Haste away, my son.
And do not look to the past,
To the burning fields you leave behind.

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