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Through the clouds of heaven,

We seek the light,

Where one man stands,

Above the skies we see.



Below the light we see,

Many souls ponder,

Of what may be,

And of what many not.



The sky is full of stars,

Where each star represents a soul,

Thirty-five people below and look up,

To see what might be.

In the heavens above.



                      March 25, 2008