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Infinity Awaits
On the final road we cross,
infinity awaits on the other side.
An angel stands at the gate
to guide us on our entering.
There are no desires to transpire,
nor hate to cloud our soul,
just peace in a long sleep
of which awaking will not disturb.
20 January 2010
poem
by
David Harris
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