as coins forgotten down my pocket -
words I wish to say are hard to find.
Somehow, of feelings I've sense lately I want rather bow, they are divine.
Confession I would make is not at all sophisticated one, it comes from soul.
And so with gratitude it starts and goes with it right on.
i crawl now among clouds of lilac blue and rosy pink.
I wish you could've find out what I think.
Cause there is no black stain inside my spirit.
I pray you'd be here now to finally see it.
my tiny world's been blessed now, it's been healed with each one wreck.
I wish now to pass you my grateful blessing back.
love letter to heaven
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