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Evermore

I hear this name
Evermore
It calls on my imagination

A place of grace and beauty
Where all living
Lives in exultation

Fragrant flowers
Sprinkle the hillsides
Glorifying all life

Green forests
Hanging heavy with dew
Atop mountains under the sky an azure blue

Soaring birds
Kissing the sky
Swooping down catching there prize

Where the people
Dance with joy
Darkness doesn't live here

It was cast out long ago
By the man in the mist
Now the people live as kin

There are angels
Wards of this place
It is a state of grace

One of union
Communning
As one under the golden sun

Singing the song
Of ages
Remembering all history

Once written on paper
Now scribed on the heart
Of every person

History remembered
Wars abohorred
The door slammed on this tragedy

They now live in peace
Evermore
Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
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