At 03:33AM beneath a weeping sky,
In a haunted graveyard spirits cry.
Thirteen figures in robes of night,
Encircled me by candlelight.
We faced the moon and chanted low,
Thirteen times, the AUM did flow.
A silver beam struck through my head,
I saw strange colors, blue and red.
“You see now what the blind deny,
You walk unseen, you’ll never die.
Your soul is...
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