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The Truth Bells
There is a ringing bell far reaching in the beyond
Far beyond the spiritual origin of man
Every being is alerted by this belling sound
At last, man, like a bird will flip its wings, he must start his ascent
The human spirit must fall awake from it slumber
And start its journey to ascent
Remember!! Time is of essence
This is the hour of purging and seething
Man must be upright to witness the new era
An era to be borne out of His Will and Laws
An era of change
The era of spiritual beings
Truth Bells..
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