FROM OUTSIDE THE HEAVENLY REALM

Under the cursed tree

As I sat remembering my time in heaven

My mind flooded with questions

Why did I exist?

Am I important?

Or am I the karmic debt to those around me? I asked Suddenly I found myself shackled in the seventh level of hell, Where a tormented world without sin,

Silent screams,

A cold sun,

And melted eyes with a broken heart awaited me

Existence isn't what I asked for, so I wept And now all I can do is welcome, Welcome my inevitable fate!

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