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Open The Door

We found him
near his chair
dust to dust
on the floor

eyes looking out
just lying there
cold light shining
breathing no more

curtains gently swaying
spirits in the air
no more pain
no more war

wind blown chimes
angels so near
take him home
open your door

let him enter
in your care
through your heart
love will pour.
Written by Hashman
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