I will prepare an heaven,
On earth will be the first to be made,
Its beauty beyond human imagnation,
Secured with giants like goliat,
Their height is twice the lithosphere to sky length,
Writers are our pride,
Our idols to be worshipped,
Neglecting their form as a human,
Go to the unknown places,
For the unknown to be known,
Writers, you are welcomed,
Either poets or novelists,
If you can write with your pen,
And the pen will drive you to your destination,
You are our greatest scientists,
Because you have proved the unknown,
That seems to be unknown,
You are our greatest innovators,
Because you made the unknown known,
To the world of mankind,
We have built for you,
A place to rest and reside,
A place beyond human imagination,
Crawl and we will make you walk,
Jump and we will make you fly,
Beyond your height,
The heaven we have built,
Beyond human imagination,
are only for the writers.
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