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HILLS OF LIGHT, by                    
First Line: O apathetic, sleeping souls, awake!
Last Line: Shall reach the destiny himself has wrought.


O apathetic, sleeping souls, awake!
Arise! Behold the beacon light ahead!
Cast off the power of all the mighty dead;
Outgrown beliefs reject for progress' sake.
Not mental swamps, but hills of light your stake!
Flee quicksands of dark superstition's dread.
Though pain and sorrow's stepping-stones you tread,
The wide horizons ever undertake.
There from the spirit's broader, clearer view
Thought merging with the Good in rising tide,
Shall cast its bonds; become triumphant, new!
Then man a god in new-found freedom's stride,
Reborn to power of supernal thought,
Shall reach the destiny himself has wrought.





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