High Planes

High Plains

Death is the next step
Before we cull what’s left

Evolution to the higher plane
Not heaven or hell, just higher

Ascending into one being
One thing, called life

Neither black or white
You or me

It’s everything, everyone
Together, called life

Dying to cull the spirits
Of the waiting game’s teachings

Dying to become one, quicker
Neglecting corporeal learnings

A god to another universe
Us, ascended into one

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