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Mar 2019
I sit here and ponder
On the one certain thing
That I know in my mind
That someday I will find

It will come with a light,
Shining soft and of white
Surrounding my being
And filling all of my sight

It will carry me away
To that place we all know
And strive all our life
And pray we will go

I will know it as death
But not of my soul
A rebirthing of sorts
With the universe I'm made whole

So now in my mind
Iā€™m at peace with it all
As I patiently wait
For my time to be called
Written by
Thomas King
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     ---, Bea Autumn and TSPoetry
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