A broken eye without a spare and a grave for me to sleep in.
For I have bathed in blood, but not in fear.
I have risen to find peace, I have risen from this place.
Never have I wanted to be enclosed with unloved, dead things.
That is not my wish, those are not my dreams.
All the Cherubs in heaven, singing to us in perfect harmony.
Painful worries, stress and anxiety set aside...
... now all things beautiful.
Breathe in life, to feel alive. Expand the lungs and exhale grace.
I have found faith in such an unholy place.
Planted a seed with patience of growth.
Blossomed hearts filled the sky, and rained down tears on our faces.
Praises and life long smiles.
An abundance of love, onwards and upwards.
I float on continuously, onwards and upwards.
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