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Amidst the canvas of life, brushstrokes raw and true,
We are unfurling buds of vibrant hue,
Works in progress, a palette yet to blend,
A composition growing until our souls transcend.
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Each passing day, our forms take new shape,
Adding depth and texture to this life we create,
A mere fragment of an infinite design,
A masterpiece in progress, with each stroke divine.
Though the final image may not yet be clear,
The Artist’s guiding hand frees me from fear.
For every drop of ink, every stroke of paint,
Propels me closer to the Eternal Saint.