Heaven is where we come from
It is where we shall go to someday
I believe it looks like a fairy tale kingdom
With flowers and greens, making it look like it enjoys always a great day
I believe it is also made of magic, a place I should like to stay
For there, old age and death are things never heard of
Yes, the residents of heaven do live forever, a boon from the God they do love
There, does live also, a prince for each maiden and a princess for every prince
Why, else why would we all hate world and for heaven only do crave
Love does be in all forms, mine; I left him in heaven; the reason this world does make me wince!
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