I saw a kingdom
When I died...
Golden gates, pearls
And rubies all over
Chambered doors.
Surely, this must be heaven.
Surely, this must be it,
The throne of the Living God.
Who am I but a shadow
Of my sinful self?
I don't deserve this.
I don't.
Let me just quiver
To my own dead self;
Out of breath,
Out of sighs.
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