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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required We've been here for an eternity Walking amongst you, You know us, And what we're here to do. I've died a hundred times, Nearly a thousand years. The first death, On the Horns of Hattin A time of scimitars and spears. The last time a child, Drowning in my parents tears. Each and every time, Only to return to this place, A different person, a different Face. To understand and learn. The lessons I need. To earn my wings, And truly be Free. To live for ever, A different place, Clear skies, warm weather; To run, laugh and lie in the heather. For some of us it is quick, For me it is slow - The lessons to learn, I so know, but in this form, I still can't let go. Wandering this Earth, Looking for you - Searching for all of time, I know what I'm here to do. Found, In the most unlikely of places. I saw you - in a crowd. A smile, amongst a million other faces. Not here to save you. But here to guide you, To show you the way. You've been here an eternity, I'll take you home soon, A place you've longed to stay. Rainbow clouds, And glitter skies; Oceans of love, A million miles wide. My journey, To stay. You call it purgatory. For me it is; Somewhere between, the Land and Sea. Shivering flanks, an ivory crown, We can see you, Beautiful Unicorn, In the shape of Man. 'Tis true, We all do die, But only the chosen few, Rise up, Into the Sky. Chinks of golden light. We are the bearers of the torch, Guiding you thru the night. To sit at St. Peter's porch The wings we have, So slow to grow. We relive your lives, Bleeding with you. Learning how to Die. An invisible army, Walking this Earth. Behind us, The Four Horsemen, Waiting for the sirens call. Still echoing from the last time, In Heavens empty Hall. So it is, I've found you, And will show you the way, For you, I'll burn my Wings, For you I choose to stay. When you are there, In the solace of the skies. Look down, judge me not; For choose to exchange Heaven, for the love I saw, When I gazed into your eyes.
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