If you were to look through my eyes you would not see the world as it is but merely the hope of what could be, hatred washed from the earth by the hands of compassion and dried by the comfort of an autumn breeze, understanding takes precedence, superseding fears grip, this I believe is the portrait of the lost Atlantis, so verily I say to you, if you were to look through my eyes you would see humanity as we were meant to be
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