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uninvited

If someone were to ask me  
What I think heaven could be like  
I’d tell them  
It’s wherever
And  
Whenever  
I am with you  
 
But  
They never ask with the intention  
Of knowing my interpretation  
...
They tell me  
Through upturned noses  
What they  
“Know”  
It to be
And  
What it isn’t  
And  
Who’s not invited
Written by prestonGibson (NomadsPath)
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