It is a surety, within two orbs like mine, (to remind me, in seeing
That I must always consider myself a part of things Greater),
A Vision of such Beyond
That I am given a gentle time to surmise and wander
Just within
Reach if its
Art,
Grafted Affection amidst
Realized Breath,
Little, but Humble,
Gazing Up in
Hope and
Harbour.
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