Poem: Waiting for the New World

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Waiting for the new world
where paths forever shine
horizons awakened, no heart forsaken
from darkest hours to gold refined.

Waiting for the new day
come the dawn of truth arise
upon tranquil seas and realms to be
behold, the great turning of tides!

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