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Mar 2019
When I look up towards the stars, I may see something much different than you.
I see everlasting serenity.
A place void of anxiousness.
A place void of fear.
A place of long last ease and rest.
A tranquil active creek with subtle sounds of water flowing.
A place where the lions and the sheep play.
I see Heaven and a place for all beautiful hearts to forever stay.
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The Concrete Poet  M
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