JUST ANOTHER TALE
'Break down the fetters and warp-up
the door; things ain't never what they
seem anymore.' I stand at the golden gate
of deliverance, knowing I'm about to
enter a Heaven. Nothing special, just
another one - sometimes they all just
seem the same.
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Some with edges, and some with clouds;
lithesome angels, trumpeting loud. But I
always end up leaving again; for I'd rather
be in a place where the crisis moments are
real rather than all this endless boredom
of things so surreal: The glitter of gold
that never ceases; the beauty of a waterfall
running through rock-creases.
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Ho-hum, the dreary world. Even if Heaven,
it's just another tale.
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