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To: null and void

An old song from my Sunday school days keeps popping into my mind as an ear worm.

This world is not my home, I’m just a passing through, my treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue;
The angels beckon me from heaven’s open door and I can’t feel at home in this world anymore.

Oh, Lord you know, I have no friend like you, if heaven’s not my home, then Lord what will I do. The angels beckon me from heaven’s open door and I can’t feel at home in the world anymore. (at least not in the US)


44 posted on 11/16/2012 9:28:39 PM PST by Eva
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To: Eva

It ain’t the place I was born.

The Flag is different.

The Pledge is different.

And so much more is alien.


45 posted on 11/16/2012 9:32:06 PM PST by null and void (America - Abducted by Aliens...)
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