For Wil
Lift me skyward, where I may reach heaven.
Earthbound limits threaten future solace.
Raise me to the place where joy bells deafen.
Heaven I thrive to reach--Earth is hopeless.
Alight! Rejoice!
Chains no longer bind
To weary limbs
Now free.
Loss will lighten over every new year.
My song will ring throughout the hearts I hold.
Laugh now--weep not. Time is passing swiftly.
Lift me skyward, where I may reach heaven.
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