I am here
I am here
My soul wants to reach
with ideal grace,
This hand shall shake no more
Upon breath, smiles, tears, of all my life,
Angels have arrived and are ready to teach
The beauty of heaven's true purpose
Indeed I am free,
Indeed I am pure,
The unwasted stars pass across the blue dark sky
In all their glory
Indeed, I am here.
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