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Wholesome

December 26, 2018
By Anonymous

At night my soul roams free.

I can see myself fast asleep in bed.

My consciousness struggles to grasp my mind.

I grab onto my silk sheets, twisting and turning.

My nightmares come alive, suffocating me.

They have found me.

Reaching out to the white light,

A jolt of energy electrifies my body.

A placidity drowns me.

My body is no more, but my soul remains.

It blossoms like a dewy bud in mid spring.

My desires decay.

I am wholesome.

I am one with God.



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