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I keep having a dream about me and my best bud so I decided to write a poem about it. Wow, it's been awhile since I was in a writing mood. :0

Through sacrifice we've found our haven
An ancient dream from condensation
Formed a sea where sinners drift
Deep into their murky bliss
As soon as distant waves take hold
The soul grows numb, the body cold

Take my hand and hold me close
With feathered wings I'll find the coast
We'll greet our lord and take our place
Beneath our kings unholy grace