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High I sat upon the hill
All around me the world was still
Swaying in the breeze tall grass
Heavens above looking as if they were glass
I looked up into the ebony sky
At the heaven all full of stars
I wish I could gather them into jars
The stars were white and emerald, topaz and misty blue
Some of the stars were shooting across the sky in red colors of hue
Diamond fiery red-hot hearts
Shooting across the heaven like darts
Drifting thru the sky mingling with the stars a mystic blue aromatic mist
As if Angels had been amongst the stars and adorned them as though they had been kissed
The stars they seemed to walk into the presence of the throne of heaven
In rolls they marched as if they were in seven
Taking their place as designed by the Creator.
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