Their hopes and their dreams they’d be Raptured

From reality were most cruelly ruptured:

They’d confused eschatology

With the study of scatology,

By bullshit purveyors they’d been captured.

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Until sweet sleep washes over you

And you allow it to carry you away

Peacefully surrendering to the tide

Abandoning your body...

You drift from the bay

Falling under the lapping waves

Deeper and deeper into calming darkness

Letting go and forgetting

At the very same time

Until eyes open like the shore

Crashing onto the rocks

And sun expands across you

Placing yo...

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