Head of the alive
falling towards the foot of the dead,
from the word of begin you left me,
right till the very end.
Darkness merged into black,
the white light beckoning...
Bright, bright light
warm, so warm
I scramble towards it
fingers tingling
a leap of faith...
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Beautiful.... thats all i will say.. simply beautiful...
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