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Eternal Paradise

When I dream of seeing myself on the New Earth I feel at home with the Lord always the feeling joy, peace and tranquility through the golden city of twelve pearly gates no longer will I need to wear my glasses no longer will I have to suffer from sinuses menstrual cycles or neurotic disorders because the father will reconstruct my body and soul I dream of my face and hair appearing as radiant as emeralds in the sunlight no cover ups, filters, perms or dyes more elegant than my mundane flesh or even a gazelle wandering the fields I will even wear brand new clothes no jeans, t-shirts or flip flops but an unspoiled gown of white fabric more superior than gleaming sapphires and rubies mirroring those at the Transfiguration of Jesus

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