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Where the people go By Lisa Noe White clouds On the horizon Like pillows in the air Soft and filled With tears of angels Crying for the dead The ones we’ve Lost to the other side Where the darkness dwells One angel shines a light One so bright The world can see What will soon Become of us when Father comes again Lisa Noe~kittylove*Cat**Pawprints* Lisa Noe~kittylove |