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Complete dependence, the soul's release Temptation, pain, the guiding forces A jagged path that leads to peace Through untouched lands go unreigned horses Panting struggles on perilous hills Workers enslaved by works at birth And storms that breed the earthly thrills Now wash the trail of crumbling earth Collapse, despair, the throbbing terror As hooves sink deep in earthly pain The gasps of lungs that thirst for air But find instead the seas of rain Unconscious mouths that drink of wine Now flowing from a distant world Revealing man to the divine And divinity, the soul unfurled Climactic shudders, releasing spirit Rising from the evening mist Then slowly, gently, rising near it Comes the soul, so softly kissed.
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