One Day I bet he has the golden paths lit up. All you see is gold. I can only imagine what the weather is like. All you see is snow. I envision people hand in hand; dancing with one another. I see my poppy, my father, and my mother. Each one so strong and beautiful just like I remember. I cannot wait for the day to come, when I can finally go there too. I can reunite with my mother, father, and my poppy too.
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