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Clarity comes,
But the question is
Is it the mountain tops
that lift us up oh so high,
Is it the ocean waves
that drag all fog out to
sea,
Is it the valley winds
that blow all clouds from
the sky?
Maybe none of that,
As the voice of God's airy
name
Whispers to ears that dare
to hear:
The truth is nearer than
near. |
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