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I saw with my eyes
Comets in the mourning sky
Teardrops streaking by
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Falling to our home
Great distances they have flown
Landing on our dome
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I cry as of late?
Why? Since I know that You are
inside Heaven's gates

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As the comets burn
I'm sadly reminded of
ashes in Your urn
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About the Creator
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