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I will rise above all those who are wicked and mean spirited.

I will rise above the lowest people, who live in the desert sand, dying of thirst, the dry air will choke them up eventually.

I will rise above the wicked ones, who are roaches on one side

and rats on the other.

I will rise above the narrow minded one's who only thinks of themselves, eventually their hearts feel miss guided with the pain they have only concealed.

I will rise above those who are deceitful and be discreet in a manner they will wonder and question themselves.

I will rise with the good, I will feel and taste the sweet fruits of love, joy, happiness and peace.

I will rise, I will rise, I will.