A peak at immortality will rise from this test
We fly with angels free for a time
But must come back until we are angels...
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I stepped once deeply to that other room
And loathed the telepathic message "You must return"
Back down to the planet below I hurtled
And woke up in a bed of gloom...
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Back down I fall in love again
In love with my mortal feet of clay
That do the mortal things that mortals do
That work and play and melt away...
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