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Into the domain of wonderful throes |
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Ended in swelled domes |
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Like walking a tapered path |
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Displaying every phase in life |
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Angels are whispering from far beyond |
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I step on hallowed ground |
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Whereon rose clustered bouquets are thrown |
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I look back at my past |
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A lonely tear is running from my eye |
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Angels are whispering from far beyond |
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Golden flames burned out |
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Like mighty men who left in delight |
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Bizarre but still romantic |
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Remains scattered in the air |
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Angels are whispering from far beyond |
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Dreaded in a beautiful way... |
