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Feb 2010
1.

The perception has become clear,
Cleansed is every door,
Senses betray and encourage the illusion,
And the pain of mortal seasons before.

2.

Darkness is comfort,
For the impending fate,
The road of excess,
Shall light up the gate.

3.

Draw me inside,
The palace of wisdom,
And quell all my doubts,
In the infinite arms of freedom.
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Written by
Paul Mackenzie  Ridgefield, wa
(Ridgefield, wa)   
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