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“Beyond this dimension”


There was a time, a dark one, when

I walked through

a clear and open prairie where light dazzled

and silence proclaimed

and flowers’ fragrance

permeated the air; and I

was a slave.

Now I see… oh walls against and.... oh barriers moving in,

but the light is brighter than ever and my heart sings my joy, and I

am free.

Aleluya.

 
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