In the Fold

As we join the ranks of the well-established people, we’ll find the truth within our hearts.

You need to rest to pass the test.
No one will know how far you’ll go.
No one will see what you can be.

When hope is gone, no joy is won.
When people cry, when people die,
We must look up and raise our cup,

Fold the corners, end the tortures.
We need new faces and new races.
We will all join hands as we enter new lands.

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