Sorry
Ouch the light it burns
But wait is that the gates
Am I really here or is this a dream
I am standing in line for judgment
Now its my turn
I smile and think
Well I know I will make it
God turns to me and says
Sorry you can not come in
You dont believe so I cant let you in
Goodbye my child
I tried but it is just to late
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