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there are blue skys in my dreams
and laughter that seems unending
there are green grass feilds there
and happyness and hope for tomorow
the cup is full and my heart
spills awquard and embarasing blood
onto white golden streets
and I am unashaimed of the stains my steps leave
tears stream down my cheeks
Only to meet their redeemer and be wiped away
and there is joy
