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How Heaven
It seems that life’s a limbo so if eternity is as well,
it’s hard to not conclude that every outcome will be hell.
For everything we do, in time fades into mundane dust.
The shiny steel of bliss today each next day gains more rust.
So how can Heaven hold its awe when eons pass like days?
For golden streets walked once too oft seem normal in their ways.
There mu...
Monday 11th March 2024 5:48 pm
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