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God and Devil - immortal twins separated at birth
me - stuck with my mortal disoriented life in the middle of their sibling rivalry when I’m lost in their games (‘the Right vs Wrong’ always gets to me!) I call for God - the loving and caring one for a chat and guidance sometimes he answers sometimes I have to leave a prayer today His voicemail was full so I called for His brother - darker but friendlier he came in an instance we smoked, drunk, cheated, stole, swore and ignored my dearest friends we had a laugh at everyone with a broken heart I even threw a stone at one of God’s fans before he left he gave me the seeds of a beautiful plant named Envy I hid them deep in the safe of my heart ‘Feed it every day!’ he said with a green sparkle in his eye and I did… *** Now I’m not confused anymore, I stopped calling for God (he’s never returned any of my prayers anyway), I love being Wrong and watching my Envy grow taller. Life’s good.
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