limits are everywhere
every now and then
every here and there
you see the sign
green and white
every exit spells
a limit
but
the limit
is unreachable
when you have
an exit
to heaven
a shot taken from the place i work at. enlarge the picture to see the green and white
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Life and death is transient. We don't know when our time on Earth, on this planet, is done.
I see these steps as we, taking one step closer to the actual life ahead of us. Of heaven, being the ending point, here being the time we learn about ourselves.
This poem has special meaning for me. :)
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