I'm here
Beside you
I'll guide you
Just extend to me your hand
Please take me to that promised land
Promised land is not the term for the place you'll likely go
Is there something you think I ought to know?
Heaven's gates contingent on behavior
Maybe you could call in a small favor
Don't hold your breath
They are sticklers here in death
But you'll try?
Sure
I know a guy who knows another guy
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