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Somewhere
Out there,
In the in-between,
Two deities write a tally
Of the decisions we make.
One marks our choices
In blood-red ink,
Giggling maniacally
As we continue
To do as they please.
The other keeps count
With a crystal quill,
Humming happily
And watching us closely.
But they do not know,
We are keeping our own score.
For there are three sides
To every story,
The good,
The bad,
The innocent.
And no-one ever said
Which is which.
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Ooooh! I like this! Nice poem 👍
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