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I dedicate a piece of my poetry to you Sheri. You were a beautiful friend and I will never stop LOVING you with all my heart!
I prithee ~ Lord of mine bring me to your light to think to feel to know to feel your warmth within this plight. This coffin here is cracking beams are emanating Sweet voices from above O'Holy cherubs tongues my soul is anticipating. Freedom from this bondage like iridescent wings from cocoon to see Heaven there to feel it everywhere alas dear Lord ~ no gloom. My soul for yours to keep your cheek you will not turn in the fires of Hell I will not burn no longer for me shall you weep. |
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