The golden path to Heaven opens twice daily
Over tranquil watersIs seen by few before then dies.
Away so only an enchanted few will find
It's peace a comforting glow
And know
. . . that Heaven is a Twilight Sky.
. . . that Heaven is a Twilight Sky.
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