C-ity of gold-paved streets,
A-s well as sheer joy, not gray;
R-ejoice over blissful abode,
L-oneliness is far
A-way.
P-ray to the Lord Almighty,
A-round, the enemies roam;
L-et God show the right path
O-n your way home.
M-ist may blur your vision, making you go astray;
A-bove the ground haze may appear, to shroud the beautiful day.
R-oute toward...
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