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Saint Peter Waits ...
Light
bids me welcome
darkness retreats
Alas
poor death
thou must be alone
His gate
reopens
before yours has locked
The harp
of an Angel
-calling me home
(The 1st Book Of Prayers: August, 2023)
bids me welcome
darkness retreats
Alas
poor death
thou must be alone
His gate
reopens
before yours has locked
The harp
of an Angel
-calling me home
(The 1st Book Of Prayers: August, 2023)
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Saint Peter Waits ...
Saint Peter Waits ...