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Created on: November 16, 2010
A voice to be heard
by angels above
with finely tuned bird
a Holy White Dove.
Soul to sanctify
and memories saved
respectful reply
to coffin engraved.
Visions in Heaven
outline your spirit
safe in God's garden
to edge of summit.
Walked the soundless steps
I'm feeling bereft
of fumbling footsteps
that's all I have left.
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