The Hidden Light

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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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