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Sep 2021
Two figures walked towards me
One bathed in a peaceful calming aura
The other, a intense heat and sense of sin
The Lord of Heaven, and Gatekeeper of Hell

They stand before me puzzled
Neutral? How can he be neutral?
There has never been someone
With equal sin and holyness

It is true though, I am Neutral
For ages as wars wagered
Natural disasters stuck
Sickness and old age took lives

I have been the carrier of the people

I've held grandmothers and newborns
Soldiers barely a adult, those running into danger
Conflict and strife and evil on the world
I have been there every time to gather the souls

What they do not realize is why I am here

For I am Death

And I am here to collect the two who caused me
To collect these souls for millennium

Now it is there turn
Sean Hastings
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