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Lowered into the darkness,
My way I couldn't see,
I
awake to an illusion,
That wasn't even real.
I passed on through the courtyard,
Seeing vaguely through a misty
hue,
My vision oh so cloudy,
Now all I have are memories,
Of a life I thought was true.
Here I stand before
the veil,
Crossing over, I am amazed,
My perception of myself so new,
Many times seemed to fail,
The fight
that raged within me,
I truly found have ceased,
I am awakened to a life,
I now can see is true.
I am
standing,
in the Holy of Holies now,
All illusions of myself
erased,
How marvelous to see,
All along my journey,
My indentity was He.
By: Sarah Ramdath
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