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Seventh Rising
Complex rhythms beat from the heart in the body of an average well-to-do, an unknown story in the chapter of all books, set out to seek a worthy closing moral. Mind aware, eyes ajar, not a step taken out of place. Years have passed to await this day and the chance won't linger a second more. Pressure built at the base of bone have shown the time has come. Channeled up through deep within, a light has been cast for hope. Up and through then back at last to where the beat began. A hazy green gives warmth and love to a worn and seasones psyche. Possessed still by a need to learn, this pursuit must take its leave and listen close as words abound voiced in a truth unobstructed. And once to vibrance was fully left to give creation a life, a northern line was tread upon awaited by what was to see. Once deep within the dark abyss with nothing at its core a turn was made to peer upon a clear glass panel door. A look outside was sudden made to see what would be shown. The mass's true and sacred selves were connected by the soul. After what seemed like an age to see what had been true, without warning, still as night, I began into a cloudless sky. Deep purple was all I saw, but thousands more I thought. The answer then was given clear, not made for words to see or hear, but ultimate in clarity and finality.
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