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When I am dead-and my body turned to dust, my atoms will conjoin with her I loved and lost, and we'll be two in one again-that is if God is just. Together we will quit this old Earth's crust, and fly- above the mountains of The Moon, to view the constellations in the heavens, and negociate the crowded realms above-to ride on Pegasus and sup with Cassiopea, conversing on equal terms, with Lyra Vegus and Aquilla-who will direct us and be our guide to where all space and time is quite forgot, and there we will find Heaven waiting- with open gates, and the smiles of all the friends we knew, to regognise our maker, and be  made welcome.
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Jun 18, 2014
Jun 18, 2014 at 3:42 PM UTC
When I am dead.
When I am dead-and my body turned to dust, my atoms will conjoin with her I loved and lost, and we'll be two in one again-that is if God is just. Together we will quit this old Earth's crust, and fly- above the mountains of The Moon, to view the constellations in the heavens, and negociate the crowded realms above-to ride on Pegasus and sup with Cassiopea, conversing on equal terms, with Lyra Vegus and Aquilla-who will direct us and be our guide to where all space and time is quite forgot, and there we will find Heaven waiting- with open gates, and the smiles of all the friends we knew, to regognise our maker, and be  made welcome.
b-j-clement
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Jun 18, 2014
Jun 18, 2014 at 3:42 PM UTC
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