Heavens beneath your feet
Yet burdens of hell itself
The heaviness weighs down to the soles of your feet, why didn't I see those wings before ? Before you flew away? Your gone, the devil said, maybe so...
But even so, I still turn to you, mom. Did I finally win? Will this win wash away the other losses? Goodbye, mommy
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