The Gate to Heaven

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I stood on the bridge,
Head bowed in prayer.
I had not a clue
Why God led me there.

The night was so cold,
And nothing felt right.
The wind howled at me.
I pulled my coat tight.

I prayed for salvation,
I hoped that he’d hear.
Earthly things I forgot
As I trembled in fear.

God answered my plea
And perhaps it was fate.
The bridge disappeared,
And became Heaven’s gate.

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