The great beyondA Poem by The writerThe great beyond My sadness hugs me, but sometimes I can smile. As I am grateful for being alive. I wish I could go to heaven, without closing my eyes forever, without leaving you behind. But anyways, what are the treasures from Earth compared with the treasures of the great beyond. I am confused. I am scared, scared of this tiny world scared of the great beyond. - The Writer
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