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Oct 2011
I'm flying to the clouds
Upon imaginary wings,
I don't need any help
For God will take me there,
I need to be above the troubles
Of the earth,
I'm never gonna come back down
To ordinary life.

I thought I might find heaven
When I got up here,
But all I found was
Water vapor ice and snow,
No angels,
Faeries,
Spirits,
Not a paradise,
Just me alone with water vapor,
Snow,
And ice.

It  doesn't matter,
'Cause I'm staying any way,
I kind of like this place
The way it is,
If others come,
I'm going to charge them
Rent,
You see,
I'll be the king of heaven
In a mortal way.
Gary L Misch
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