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Words of wishes
have earthly limits
Heaven’s silent melody
hath no harmony on earth
but prayer

Carriages of flesh
secretly conveyed passengers
By God’s disclosure
Open this parcel one last time
One last gasp
before I expel disclosure
like smoke against the glass

the spirit recedes
long before the body dies

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