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Living In Hell
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Book I: Part III I closed my eyes
As the sun rose high
And the clock struck noon.
Little did I know
My eyes would open soon.
Looking below I see land of green
I see waters of blue,
It seems the Earth is now my moon.
I closed my eyes to reflect
On life in which I call Hell,
Then suddenly I was greeted
And was asked for a story to tell.
I had no story
Just one mystery of a question,
What is this so called life?
If I just lived Hell and this is Heaven.
Post-birth pre-death is truly Hell
And society is the Devil,
You must use your distinct mind
And live on a newborn level.
And now I’m in that better place
The light turned red,
An expressionless face
And my foot is off the pedal.
