Gates Of Heaven
J
James McLain
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Heavy is the door of my soul
may I come in.
Knocker made of flame never
tame mayest thou
receive me.
Star was I sprang from your
eye shelter do I seek.
Fumbling at the latch fingers
humbled are so weak.
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