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Oct 2013
In the halls of eternity
Sound echoes off the doors we enter
and the ones we close

Each door is a new path
Full of life, death, pain, pleasure, friends, and enemies

Each path is a lifetime
Each door an experience

We close one
We open another

In the halls of eternity
Are many doors
And many experiences

There is no end to the hall
Each experience adds to our soul
Chips off a piece, adds something

A new being, A new way

In the halls of eternity
Are many doors

Without purpose
Without end

We enter
We begin again
Sinclair Vineyard
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Sinclair Vineyard
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