Epiphany

Oh yes,

I had a dream.

 

A dream of

what death would be.

 

— the scariest thing.

 

Then I realized,

that would be the moment;

the most beautiful moment.

 

Given unto you,

what you’ve always

asked for.

 

— His voice.

 

So beautiful,

that your cries will be deafening

as you re-enter the world.

 

Reduced to what you once were,

ready to begin again.

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