Soft silky hands awake me from my eternal nap
The woman to deliver us from evil disturbs me
I'm awake, for the very first time
No longer a sick dream of hopeless ghost
But I'm dead, for this is not my earthly body
I get to my feet but I'm cast aside like a stone
Skipping along the blue blanket covering the world below
Asking questions that need not be answered
Destination: A bliss all to myself
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