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Death is to life
what a caterpillar is to a butterfly.
Transformation is rebirth.

One day, when the time is right,
the season will change, and
your mind will break free this skin.

Your eyes will see the hidden realm
and the dream that you experienced
in glimpses will reveal itself fully.

The earth will release you to the stars,
your heart will fly upwards, onward
and in to the waiting arms of karma.

Karma will be your angel,
or karma will be your demon.
You were God, back on earth.

You've already made your choice.

© Mr. Ghost Stories - 06-22-19



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