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THIS IS A POEM I WROTE IN HIGH SCHOOL = = = = =Our lives are like the blowing winter breeze;
we live our lives, then die, not knowing why.
The winter months pass us by as they please;
we then look heavenward to the clear sky,
and the eternal gates open on high.
The light shines through to hell.
The closer one gets, the clearer the cry
that is given to warn hearts unwell,
for the last one that tried deception fell.
This righteous path is only for the pure,
and the ones who enter never tell
of the wonderous things this gate can cure.
The chosen will prosper after the cold;
the others to darkness their souls are sold.
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