When we go through hell.
We finally find heaven.
The only way out is through.
This i know to be true.
When I finally reached my place of peace. I found wisdom and began to feast.
Having looked death in the face. I began to feel a warm embrace.
This i also know to be true. When you reach heaven. A little hell comes too.
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Author:
Poetic Burrito (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 19th, 2025 21:02
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There is a balance in all things and there could be no heaven with a hell to compare it to. Nicely written
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