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The moonlit sea so tranquil and still, Why is there no movement to see, No sound to hear. Above, the sky is blushing a sunset. Flocks of birds are passing through, So near that I can touch. While gazing down I see myself below Through lights so bright. And illuminating images caress my feet, All the while encircling me. And I hear someone calling Come follow me. Little lights all about me, They guide me through. In ebbing ultimate love it engulfs me, And I understand. The essence of happiness takes hold, And with final steps I pass through.
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