Heaven and Hell
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Heaven and Hell

We shackle wings to broken backs 'neath the shattered sky.

There are times to live without reason

There are times we musn't ask why

Some have wings of feathers that are cliches and fluttering

While others have wings of leather vestigial and painful and stuttering.

They baths must trudge down broken roads

One of cobble. One of gold

At the end of each there is brightness

One is fire, and one, heaven's light and there's no way to tel which is Paradise and which is Hell

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