| I Died … and I sighed
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| As the chains of the flesh left me
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| As the moans and the groans
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| Of the friend sent me
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| On my way to the Land of the Dead
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| I flashed … that my soul was Unharmed
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| As my earth form I shed
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| That the image of death had been
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| A thought in my head
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| And the truth was a spirit am I
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| I sussed … that my life had been a lesson
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| Chosed by me
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| For to purify my Soul that I may be
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| Worthy to shine forth the Light
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| The Light
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| The Light
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| As I moved ever up-ward
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| A Great Light there came
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| More feeling than seeing
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| And it filled me with Shame
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| Like a Bright Shining mirror reflecting my being
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| My present condition of Soul I was seeing
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| I Beheld … Forms of Great Beauty
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| That shone forth the Light
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| With love vibes they met me
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| A cast off my fright
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| Those great souls of Ages long passed
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| I praised the Great Souls of the Ages
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| Who care for our needs
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| Who lovingly nurture
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| Wisdom’s bright seed
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| Showing the way to the Light
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| The Light
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| The Light
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| I ached … for the womb and the Earth
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| And another time around
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| Seking circumstances
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| The best that can be found
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| To give me the lessons to learn
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| I was Born … and thru childhood
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| My soul still rembembered the Light
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| And thru teens I fought fiercely
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| For my vision of the Light
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| When I saw Mum and Dad had forgot
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| The Light, The Light, The Light! |