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Purgatory

The garden gate to heaven  
Is through a cornfield  

Stalking through desecrated husks  
Of past indiscretions and sins  
Trampling empty shells  
Of insect memories  
 
A few good golden ears left  
Those pure joys in life so rare  
Seeking to hold tight to  
The right choices made  
 
The garden gate to heaven  
Is through a cornfield  
 
The question remains  
How to escape the maize
Written by TheMuses22 (Muse22)
Published | Edited 14th Oct 2018
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