Transcendence

1–2 minutes

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Clouds, light, wonderous world

Delicate vines, trees twisting toward the sky

Bright yellow osage circles dot the ground

Chubby hands and cheeks cling

The weight of love on my shoulder

Cathedral halls, artistry coiling up to heaven

Dusty books, the smell of wisdom

Hinting at something beyond my senses

Clouds, light, wonderous world Delicate vines, trees twisting toward the sky Bright yellow osage circles dot the ground Chubby hands and cheeks cling The weight of love on my shoulder Cathedral halls, artistry coiling up to heaven Dusty books, the smell of wisdom Hinting at something beyond my senses

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