What, can I only desire deadly doom?
The walls are red; the bedroom spins, aloof
With that darkness of mind, a silent gloom.
The coffee cup gazes, prompting the move;
In a dazed manner, I soon came hither…
The immense relief from pain caught my groove.
In a strange realm, I stood by a river.
Like a child, I walked through the lush meadows;
In my clear mind, I saw the light shimmer.
Like a boon, Truth freed me from the gallows;
Right before my eyes, the fake world vanished…
Like that, Wisdom saved me from the shadows.
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