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And in that field there stood a door
There was no roof, no walls, no building
Only a grand doorway standing there alone
As I stood before that strange door
It slowly opened, light flooded around me
For a time I was blinded by the brilliance
Then I saw, beyond the door a stairway
Filled with curiosity I moved on forward
Through that entrance, then up the stairs
Slowly I climbed, higher and higher
Until at last I reached the top
There I stopped, my heart filled with joy
Gazing around at the bright country
All around me was perfect beauty
Yet I felt the beauty of the land unimportant
What was important was the crowd
Who had all gathered to welcome me.
All around were the loved ones I’d lost
Family and friends I knew were dead
They gathered close, welcoming me to that land
Each telling me that they were eager for the day
When I would come there to stay for good
Oh how I wished I could stay with them!
Then I was
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