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Dreams Of Heaven


I slowly awoke,I dreamed last night. my pillow damp and it still wasn't light. I dreamed of Heaven, my journey home. Love and peace surrounding me alone. It wasn't mansions I saw so real. but greatest feelings I ever felt. Like a child in a meadow of flowers, a minute in my dreams,In heaven hours. A glimmer and glow seen in the air. thousands of colors glad I was there. Running,hurrying I have to go I am dreaming of heaven's show. I protested as I began to awake. give me a flower that I can take. A peaceful feeling came over me, glad I decided there to be.
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