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Feb 2010
i looked up in the sky seven clouds hung over methere like stepping stones plain as plain could bethen i had a picture printed in my mindthat if i walked across them i wondered what id findi floated up too see them to see where they would goacross the seven steps that were as white as snowwhen i reached the end  there was angel standing therewith her big white with wings and floating in the airthese were the steps to heaven they had called to meto take me to the place where someday i might be.
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william worthless
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