When I opened my eyes,
And there was a glare,
A gleaming of light
That I had to stare,
It was a radiant violet of cashmere smooth,
An undoubted notion not to move.
I was dreaming,
I knew for sure,
But a diffrence in its allure,
Like a state of trance
With no cure.
I was taken,
But of will,
I couldn’t resist,
Like a pill.
I was blind
But could still see,
this guiding light in front of me.
I knew right then,
That the dream was real,
That I was on my way to heaven,
A request long awaited -
Was real.

 
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