Two gods flutter from the heavens falling onto a barren world.

The dust beneath their feet moves and swirls.

Heaven itself moves in their wake.

The world of our story is strange and fake.

The first god goes to the second one.

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"What will we do with this world after we're done?"

The second god unsure wonders allure.

"What would life be if we were another?"

"Another life? But all is dead?"

"You will only cause sadness and dread..."

The first god says shaking his head.

"We are but one and one in the same, I, sole I, cannot take the blame"

The second god utters a refrain

Oh what mysteries do go in their brains...