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In the end of time, your soul will be judged by Lord Enma He doesn't care about what you've done in your life He only cares what's in side your mind Where your heart attracts and where it falls flat Just because you take out your trash, that doesn't mean your a garbage man Enma notes how many bugs you've swallowed and how many houses you've created He sees all so don't lie, if you are afraid to speak, he will set up another appointment time. "Look Enma, he lying!" Or "He still wants to face judgment, look at his braveness, now he has me crying!" To him, your character will be your only deciding quality

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