The Silver Cross

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Simplicity yet complexity in one holy unit
Known from Durangos to Munich
Where my lord cried blood
And sin flood
Where the white dove chooses to land
A light in the clouds known to man
We will all have to walk its planks
Whether to be in light or dark
A sight so sweet to be reason for faint
In the windows,in the glass never far
Though some may color it black
Purity shant be in lack
Though my eyes loose their pupils and become lost
May I always walk the lane of the silver cross





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