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My imagination.

by Peter Stockdale

Imagine if for the last time, you
closed your eyes but could still see,
where else other than earth, do you
think you could really be.

If behind your heavy eyelids, there
was this wonderful place,
everything was peaceful and warm,
and there was no rat race.

All you felt in your heart was joy,
and you were free from pain,
where the sun was always shining,
and never did it rain.

Love took precedence over hate, and
no battles were fought,
kindness was a natural gift that
flourished, no need for it to be taught.

Well I can imagine all this, without
it being the last time i close my eyes,
it's a wonderful place called heaven,
that accepts a life when it dies.

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