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Something I had wrote and has been published |
| Misty Mountain Upon the midnight skies, Where all the stars and space lies, Sounds of light amplify time, Souls and spirits sublime, Pondering endless eternity, Of God's creatures paternity, Purpose fulfills its destiny, When God finally takes me, On my gravestone it will read: Misty Mountain I fly there to be free, I let my soul carry me, For the Lord is in my eye, To pick me up and let me fly |