Eight Gates (Korea Regional) - Poem by Ronald Chapman
Memories of my past continue to haunt me,
In my dreams every night.
Our spirits swore their faith for all ages.
Open gates let into our lives;
To Rule Solemnly,
Showing the Correct thing,
Bright Light and,
Justice for all.
We only need to find the courage to
Walk through just one,
To make our dreams
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