Heaven
HEAVEN
The world is filled with love and hate, for this is not what the
lord had wanted to create, he set us free from all our sins and
when we die thats when our souls truely begin, as our bodies
lye deep in theground, our souls soars high past the clouds on
our way to the heavens grounds,we stand in front of his golden
gate,and enter through to his beauty full state, we stand in front of him and kneel to the ground, as we thank him for letting us walk HIS whole world around.
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