I knocked on heavens door and the gatekeeper let me in.
Surprised he said, yes I was.
He put his hand in mine and led me to a meadow.
Warm breeze in my hair, cool wind in my face.
Soft grass under my feet, smiling flowers curiously smelling me.
He sat me down whisperd in my ear me curving my neck to hear.
That is what heaven is about my girl.
He stod up walked away, I laid down and sleept with my eyes open and lips smiling.
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