cried out happily with the Lord the tears
hold the blessing of your stay, walk and
never say a promise that leads you to the
road to sadness, and always whisper your
wish to the angels that makes you great,
in the eyes of the Lord
find the wisdom of settlement for every
dream is the ladder to aim high for that
day is full of glorious memories to
remember, for once upon a time you have
share and live according to its desire to
be present in the future
have seen yourself throughout the past
and laugh with tears of joy that moment,
see how wonderful your living in the absent
of the light, as the darkness define the
presence of the light of your existence,
telling the whole beginning of that you
Exist, the Forever Grace to Live...
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