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Awake [LGBT+]
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I wonder if heaven is everything people tell me. I hope so. I hope it's a land where everyone can be themselves. I hope angels are granted their wings and white converse or adidas superstars.
I hope my halo is truthful, showing me as a soul with no sin. But apparently I'm one of the devil's sinners. Everyone's waiting for the disaster, to sin. Sin, sin, sin.
Just because of who I am, everyone hates me, even the love of my life...
What if one of the devil's sinners want to get baptised and live the rest of eternity as white winged, converse wearing Angel?
I guess we'll never know.
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