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Karl W. SwartzBirth

Into the dark hole of Calcutta
I went alone one night,
too afraid for terror,
too alone for fright,
only wanting to see
what lay beyond the scream:
the ultimate mystique,
to know the final dream.

In the dawn of creation
a star began to shine,
casting off the darkness
for the first time.
Free of all illusion,
one reality:
Blessed God Almighty,
I can see!

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