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In response to "Inbetween the moon and you, the angels gets a better view of the crumbling wall between wrong and right -- nm" by zeitgeist

When I think of heaven Deliver me in a black-winged bird

I think of flying down into a sea of pens and feathers
And all other instruments of faith and sex and God
In the belly of a black-winged bird.
Don't try to feed me
I've been here before
And I deserve a little more.....


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