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When God made the world, he never meant it to be good so someone would want heaven. But Bark thought heaven is ridiculous, a simple boring place where everything was good. And that she wasn't one for it. She was as flawed as how God wanted Earth be, as broken as it would be, and probably nearly dying as it would be.

In this lifetime there is Bark. She's pounded like fine sands. Crooked like those hand made straight lines. But she didn't need someone's saving when she thought anyone couldn't save themselves.