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When Earth is no more and her Souls shall fill... The heavens... We weill meet and meld into the universal Beings ... Bright source...
When sweet sounds continue to pour... In glorious raptured music... I shall voice..."Behold!"... Lokk and feel my longing ! Thou arth mine Creator ! I long to join again with you...
As before my earthly birth... When heavens bowl fulfills... The Masters dream... Then joy of joys shall ring... Throughout .,. with music... From the spheres... sequoyah 3/8/1998 |
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