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Feb 2016
Not a town or city
Not a place of pity
Not a place you can travel by car, train or bus
An eternal home
A place of rejoicing that I was meant to roam
I hear echoes of Angels singing in the distance
It’s Heavens home I am talking about

Time has swiftly counted on
I have been summoned and Heaven is where I belong
I will be leaving this Earth
A place that was already reserved during my birth
Only true believers being chosen get this honor
Tears of joy run down my face
Oh Heaven such an interesting place
My name is still on the list and not erased

I am a weary old man
My Grandmother said before she died, I want to take you with me, but it’s not your time then she said, she will be waiting
Wait no more
I am ready for sure
The Lord has spoken and I have achieved the Heavenly score
My praises grew louder
I couldn’t be anymore prouder

Heaven seemed far off through the years
But Heaven taught me I would preserver
My heart and soul is thankful
The message I would leave, keep believing, and hope being our king
But just one more thing, come together and help one another and don’t wait for the other
My white robe is on, and I am ready for the journey
This is not goodbye, but until we meet again
This is not the end
My eternity in my soul being lifted up, and to the Earth below in spirit of behold.
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
(New York City)   
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   Lucinda Hikari
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