The Work we do

The work we do is no easy thing
Strife and struggles is what the EGO sings
Constantly working on our hearts
Concealing your soul from the start
Forging us into a ripened cell
Showing us how to break free from hell
Twisting and turning us all around
Until our hearts begin to pound
With this burning desire
Igniting our hearts on fire
And then the heart begins to reveal
All that the EGO has concealed
Showing us our true form
United with the system feeling reborn

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