***heaven*** - Poem by milena aleksic
Heaven is a place for dead people,
But only for those who did something good in their lives.
Good people are all around us,
Making us happy and caring for us.
They make us happy,
They cheer us up,
They make us fell better.
If you look carefully, you can see them all around.
Heaven are not the things around us,
Heaven is what is around us.
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