On the edge I peer below, feeling heat rise as farmers doze ~ They were up early, tending their land, planting newly in rows. Winter was harsh, the change was rough ~ New earth began, survivors tough. Many unable to withstand, economic disrupt, reality banned. Still the cities in upheaval, steeples falling with all the evil. Too many crashed markets, so much invested, empty pockets. New doors appear, diminishing fear, fresh culture comes to light ~ Truth reigns, insanity to sane, honest, caring embraced. Healthy relations, peace, no more nations ~ Community unity spreads, developed cooperation. Barter and exchange, commerce fair game, interacting to provide not divide ~ All and each choose their job, joyful hobnob, plentiful abundance alive. Forgotten to history, children grow, prosperity cornucopia all know ~ One with nature, aether energy, e.t, and star travel flow. Telepathy, intuition, empathy adorns, higher self and ancestral guides are the norm. Peace on Earth or of any birth, good will for all and all in high mirth.
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