Our spirits are angry,rnThey have been trashed, beaten, and starved.rnAll to strip them down to follow our commands,rnTo follow by example, to not see truth.rnWhile truth is the key to life, the key to a universe of freedom. rnWhere anything is reality such as our spirits. rnThey are finally able to roam free and create this wonder. rnDo not let your spirits be trapped.

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