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by Amanda Jun 27, 2011 category : Sadness, depression / about death
Pick your feet up from off the ground, There will be no more touching it. Lift you face to the sky and open you eyes, Can you see it? The universe is open to you, It has become your playground. The stars are singing to you, The night sky is your dance floor. The angels come to find you, They are your playmates. Endless possibilities lay at your feet, Time has no meaning to you. You have found your place, And it is in eternity. Don't go to far just yet, Wait for me. Find my hand when at last I sleep, And take me into your forever.....