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| The noon sun shone like a giant round sword. |
| I grew euphoric when I saw the blood |
| that drenched the sky. The red wetness felt good |
| like my heart had just been opened. The Lord |
| is my Shepherd and I was flying toward |
| His House. I knew there was plenty of food |
| awaiting me. I was starving. My mood, |
| I said, euphoric. There's no other word |
| to explain this. The brightness, the colors, |
| the feelings, the hunger. I was soaring. |
| In my head I could see all the others |
| equally high beside me. Majoring |
| in God, I heard a chorus sing. The sound |
| stirred me. In tears, I was wearing a crown. |
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