When I pass through those pearly gates
Pain carried forward, it will negate
Seeing clearly the healing light
A time to rest and reflect, give up the fight
I come across an old stone bridge
And sit upon its stony ridge
Looking down into the crystal stream
Wondering if it’s all a dream
Walking again I feel at peace
The strangest feeling of release
For I know I am home at last
No longer remembering any of my past.
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