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I Died ... and I sighed |
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As the chains of the flesh left me |
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As the moans and the groans |
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Of the friend sent me |
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On my way to the Land of the Dead |
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I flashed ... that my soul was Unharmed |
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As my earth form I shed |
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That the image of death had been |
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A thought in my head |
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And the truth was a spirit am I |
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I sussed ... that my life had been a lesson |
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Chosed by me |
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For to purify my Soul that I may be |
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Worthy to shine forth the Light |
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the Light |
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the Light |
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As I moved ever up-ward |
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A Great Light there came |
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More feeling than seeing |
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And it filled me with Shame |
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Like a Bright Shining mirror reflecting my being |
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My present condition of Soul I was seeing |
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I Beheld ... Forms of Great Beauty |
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That shone forth the Light |
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With love vibes they met me |
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A cast off my fright |
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Those great souls of Ages long passed |
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I praised the Great Souls of the Ages |
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Who care for our needs |
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Who lovingly nurture |
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Wisdom's bright seed |
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Showing the way to the Light |
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the Light |
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the Light |
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I ached ... for the womb and the Earth |
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And another time around |
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Seking circumstances |
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The best that can be found |
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To give me the lessons to learn |
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I was Born ... and thru childhood |
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My soul still rembembered the Light |
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And thru teens I fought fiercely |
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For my vision of the Light |
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When I saw Mum and Dad had forgot |
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The Light, The Light, The Light! |