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Thought streams formed and built up the dream;
I was both subject and the theme.
I believe things aren’t as they seem;
I nearly burst out in a scream.

I drifted into a deep stream,
Forming the heart of the first dream.
I shone bright like a guiding star,
While others trailed behind, afar.

I slept in sleep, defied time’s flow,
Dream within dream, a dreaded woe.
There, life took on a vibrant turn,
Showered with gifts I could not spurn.

Success drew close, wealth in my reach,
I needed peace without a breach.
But hell fire consumed me whole,
And I prayed heaven as my goal.

I woke up drenched, my heart raced fast,
Salvation possible at last.
Tears welled up, trepidation swayed,
Fear and dread ceased to invade.

An echo called, so sharp, so near,
A voice breaking through calms from fear.
Mother’s touch brought me from that pool—
Water splashed; her morn’s cruel tool.

Hell was a dream within that dream,
A chance to be part of God's team.
Grateful, I have another chance ~
With God in a new circumstance.

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