On the plateau I stand before you, lord.
Dear lord.
Serious, I am.
Forgive me father for I have sinned!
And I am not turning my way back...
for I have reached the pinnacle of your wisdom.
I seek, you lord.
You are in me.
You are in this mountain, that
the hurdle has a clear path.
You are a giant.
Lord.
Oh lord, have mercy.
That my sincerity has touched you far that reaches.
Why am I happy.
Most of the time -
sadness passes me without a whisper.
I need marshmellow clouds, science of men,
upon which your wisdom only begins... totally misunderstood.
Learned
response.
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