Being mean isn't very nice.

By Jordan Spencer Cunningham on July 15, 2010.

Send us to rest in trav’ling we’ve not found

Send angels to watch over us after

In a blue light of peace; the light of stars

Let dreams be what life could in life to come

Dreams of rich night sky when shrouds removèd be

And sight is eternal; sight beyond stars

Dreams of the infinite cathedral where

The sky rains down in pools of pure warm gold

Whisper to us the music of pure peace

Found after trav’ling blackened fear and grief

In crystal halls glowing where light’s endless

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