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"Life is Heaven, life is Hell!"

by softcomponent

People often proclaim it's one or the other, but it's my honest belief that Shakespeare was really on to something and that both Heaven and Hell are empty because all the angels and demons are here with us. In order to ward off the darkness, we must imagine how dark it could truly become. In so doing, you adjust your eyes in silence set a candle in the last corner you feel the light will suffice to illuminate the ceiling sailing apertures of a setting star receding like a drawbridge being pulled to gate until you've become so nocturnal, the night itself asks that you remember to put out its candle and silence the silly little flame on my chest before falling asleep.
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