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Garden of the Gods


I was swept away, into an unknown place.

As I floated alone, I held a certain feeling.

One without a meaning, but gave sudden healing. 

No longer clouded by worry or shame, 

Gently ascending from the heaveans a man came,

and unto me he declared, 

"For you were called to freedom, 

Only do not use your freedom as an opportunity for the flesh, 

But through love serve your brother."

He handed me a shield of cover, it was then that I knew,

I would hold protection forever. 

As he melted into the morning sky, I heard him say 

"Welcome to the Garden of the Gods, here is where your soul will stay." 

 
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