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How lovely indeed
Do you see the white light
I asked my friend, I have forgotten his name
He answered not
I turned my head and searched for him
He was dead on the road
Next to a burning car
What the Hell
I turned my head towards the light again
And was pulled towards it
I flew, at the speed of light
Towards some place, oh so lovely
Too lovely to describe
But I shall try my best to
I stopped my flight in front of a gate
A huge one it was, made of crystals
A being stood by it, he must be an angel
He was so beautiful, with golden curly hair
With the face of a child
And with eyes oh so blue, so sparkling
He had the body of a five year old
He looked at me and smiled
Anoucheka, said he, get in, we were waiting for you
Where am I, what happened to my friend
You are in heaven, your friend stayed on Earth
Am I dead
Death does not exist, said he, beings do not die
Life is just a journey, and after beings leave their bodies on Earth
Why, they do come to heaven if they do deserve it
Come, do not waste any time, come inside
Oh how lovely, heaven was like a huge green garden
There were trees of all sorts, flowers and green green grass
There were all sorts of animals playing around
Pandas, lions, birds and butterflies, all living peacefully
Cause here, none does seem to need food
The beings were so good looking
Maidens looked like fairies except that they did not have wings
They were all slim, tall and fair and all had the same sparkling eyes
Men were oh so handsome, with dark curly hair and so perfect bodies
Everyone was engaged in some sort of activity
Everyone was indulging in some sort of play
The atmosphere was one so gay
The skies were blue and red and yellow and purple too
And there were around ten suns 
But the garden needed not this light
Nor was the air too warm and stuffy
Nor was it uncomfortable
I looked at myself in a river and saw that I looked as the others
Tall, fair, slim, dark hair and sparkling eyes
Anoucheka I heard my name again
And saw, oh dear me,
I saw, my uncle, my grandfather, all those who had left the Earth
They were so happy, they looked so peaceful
Why do you cry, all the others will come here as well
Fret not, come, we shall take you to the Lord
He was there, seated on a golden throne
He looked so imposing, so majestic, with his golden crown, his white hair
His understanding eyes
Welcome, he said, do enjoy your stay in my eternal land!

I opened my eyes in the hospital and heard someone say
Doctor, the patient is conscious.
28 Nov 2015
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