The crowd in the Heavens sway from side to side.
Working within the lines, we learn to abide.
To avoid death all together, we learn to make peace.
Knowing our soul is refined, after our body then deceased.
Enriched, the ground, the blood then seeps down.
Surprised with frowns, confused on how we got crowned.
Out loud, my thoughts, a soul then judged.
The heat from the Pit, then rises up above.
The sky, the lights, the Sun awakens the cattle.
The battle, we fight, their souls, then rattled.
Libra like senses, the seesaw then tilts.
Understanding the stars, on how we were built.
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