Fuzzy, wuzzy, wooly, Inching along the brown bumpy branch. Never knowing now the Promise Of soaring, sailing, shimmering In the coming Dance. Bumbling, bleary, blinded Stumbling we go Through life’s weary winding ways Till the Promise we know Of beauty, bliss, brilliant life unending, Awaiting our metamorphosis.
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