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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required When all of time has elapsed & the moment for us will be no more No, plight of fancy given hence to even ponder the ego An explosion of sorts that marked a pulse on some plotted page The door way of hope where no one bothered to offer your way Through pillage of inner torment many will stand at heaven's door With no intention of ever entering yet their will be w vast chasm to explore A new exploration of that of content in nature We have planted our seeds Now is the time we will wait for the harvest to grow Through vast fruition in timely exploits we will search further then ever before To never relent in the place we will reach which will be in effect heaven's door A given chance at which to humbly explore A challenge to be made free is a question in time Hope knows just where the stained glass window adjorned next to it's borrowed pew To name just a few from the sheltered dormant of the chasm again The given chance at which to humbly bow the head to count to the number ten We must search ever vigilant to look within once again Is their something that I had missed Perhaps a fond lady that I was ever sorry that I had kissed We stand alone on the promises of God As we search within again The given sphere on the oblonged gem' Through portals of jest timely circumstances We search even further then ever before Through golden portals of emmense filled water that has been quenched to humbly nurture the inner palate' Abounding in ever more stimulation, We may need a break on some long awaited vacation Then again to wander within We all stand alone in that final day One may never get a second chance at which to ever bow the knee to pray ? Yet its all safe to say that it never had to be this way.
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