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@soft-little-abel
"You think so? Don't get so down, I've been writting poetry, sonnets and rap for centuries. I think I technically invented poetry. But, you're good too! Poetry is a marathon not a sprint. Try to write one verse a day and you'll definitely see an approval!"
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"Okay um...ahem. "
"Branches spread to skies above Leaves of emerald green. Red of ruby, red of sin The smell of rain so clean. Right is wrong, or is it so? The path to heaven blurs. First of many, first in love And with them, a heavy curse."
"Wait does blurs and curse even rhyme? Shoot."
"Well you could say no, since it's not a true rhyme. Maybe, change the line, 'the path to heaven, obscured. ' and that way you have more options for the next couplet, without taking away the meaning? If that makes sense?"
"So uh...I may be writing poetry now."
"Really? That's awesome! What style are you going with? Fixed, open form, or mixed media? What's your poems about? I'll listen to it, and give some major feedback!"
"Oh hey sorry it's late but Happy Father's Day. I have a hand drawn card for you. A few, actually. They really miss you."
Cain was already tearing up. Wiping at one of his eyes with his shirt sleeve. He takes the cards carefully, like they're the universe's most precious objects.
To him they are.
"Thank you. Really. How do they seem? Are they up to anything new? Tell them that I love them, and I miss them! More than anything, I miss them."
Happy pride, bro!
"Happy Pride! I don't know how you celebrate it in Heaven. But here it's literally the celebration of Pride. A entire month long celebration. "
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"Was it obvious what that last poem was about? I'm just trying to write what I know right now and...well, they kind of came to mind. Man...I miss mom."
"Kind of, but I also thought it was about sin, redemption and a meditation of how and why souls are judged."
"She's down here, you know you could set up a visit with her somewhere. Like the hotel or the Embassy. Ask your boss, I'm sure she won't mind."
"So, let me get this right: you can risk your life, but I can't?"
"Abel...you can die, permanently. I can not. You need to stay alive for Mom. She lost you once because of me, I'm not going to let that happen again. "
As he speaks, he's literally carrying his little brother by the collar of his jacket, away from the fighting.
"You need to stay alive for me."
