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SATB a cappella - Original text - English - Medium
“On this world, all things are like passing clouds.
You will love deeply, gather treasures of heart and memory, and one day watch them drift beyond your reach.
Hold nothing with a closed fist, not even the image you have made of yourself.
And when the hour comes to open your hands, do so gently.
For passing clouds never stay.
And nothing was ever truly yours to keep.”
Recording / mp3 sample
SATB a cappella - Original text - English - Medium
“On this world, all things are like passing clouds.
You will love deeply, gather treasures of heart and memory, and one day watch them drift beyond your reach.
Hold nothing with a closed fist, not even the image you have made of yourself.
And when the hour comes to open your hands, do so gently.
For passing clouds never stay.
And nothing was ever truly yours to keep.”
Recording / mp3 sample