Here I am as I walk through the gates. Angels here kissing my rosey cheeks ever so sofltey. Walking on streets finely paved with golden lining. Watching sparkiling blue water as it passes over beautiful, smooth gray rocks. Looking above as birds dance to a soft, sweet tune as the angels sing a fine melody along with it. I start to walk down a little dirt road surronded by flowery field, filled with all amazing colors. I guess this is just my imagination....
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