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Sleeping giants wake to clean a dirty slate
only few stood true in pasts muddy wake
welcome the new days each brighter than the next
old true and new weed through
and rebuild what is left
welcome the new days
the key we hold is one keep convictions true
stand not for loose words temptations far and few
welcome the new days
