He's there, walking barefoot.
Trying to understand what's going on.
Everything's soft:
"there's grandma!", "my auntie"...
"Even my dog Ringo."
A bank of clouds surrounds all you see: "maybe could this be it?"
A bearded man is waiting with the keys that open the pearly gates...
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