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In the celestial and terrestrial,
We arise.
On a plane higher than life,
Powerless, yet irresistably gathered.
Sealed in shadowy moods,
Yet held to Providence.
Even as vanity might yield to wisdom,
In due time.
As the laurel lowers its green,
So falls the dew, gently and insidiously around.
Ostentation of false wisdom fosters humility,
Solemn yet sound.
The confluence of lifes experience,
And acceptance of the pain,
Yield now to Providence.
And to a higher plane.
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