To pray for the eternal boredom of heaven, or the excruciating boredom of hell, these two sides of the coin we live in life, so live your life well, and you needn't pray to wisps of smoke or curse fanged demons in the night, delight in the chance and change around you, inside you; don't fall to the chants and chains that bind you. Nice poem.
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Really good poem.