The unconscious
in a constant fight
resisting the brightness
of infinite light
where no shadows
can ever hide
A death dance
of a trembling ‘I’
transcendence
freedoms cry
silencing our quest
our “who am I?”
Standing naked
in an unknown hall
golden pillar
rising tall
reaching up
angels call
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