Steep slopes reach beyond the
vision of my eyes.
Eagles circle above,
never hurried in the sky.
Sing to the creator of the mountain.
It's mass seems impossible to move.
Speak to the crafter of the valley,
it's depths reaching further to prove.
-We all have a void that only you can fill.
-We all have frantic chaos that only you can still.
-We all have burdens that only you can take.
-We all have worries weighing that cause our hearts to break.
-We all have barriers that only you can shake.
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