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Whispers in the Wind


The path between Heaven and Hell

is not so black and white.

As whispers in the wind, 

every choice defines our actions,

who we are, yet who we will become, 

It is within us still.

Like swaying trees,

we will bend and break. 

But the wind won't last forever,

so stay strong through the shake.

We choose within us

as wind wips through our souls.

We are all good and righteous,

as well as evil and bad, 

but its up to us to which we choose.

Its what our lives become. 

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