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    There!…in my perceiveable distance,
    I can see heaven…from here.
    Imagination renders a scene so pure;
    In heaven, no hell appears.

    Once the world enticed me an offer,
    Which I could not refuse.
    Excitement promised much truth,
    That evil would not abuse.

    I perceived the world to be beautiful,
    Endowed with truth and light.
    Every step was a deal on solid earth,
    Clearly marked, wrong or right.

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    There!…in my perceiveable distance,
    I can see heaven…from here.
    Imagination renders a scene so pure;
    In heaven, no hell appears.

    Once the world enticed me an offer,
    Which I could not refuse.
    Excitement promised much truth,
    That evil would not abuse.

    I perceived the world to be beautiful,
    Endowed with truth and light.
    Every step was a deal on solid earth,
    Clearly marked–wrong or right.

    Following principles of abstract art,
    I chose a surreal decision.
    Convinced that a vivid imagination
    Rest with a worldly position.

    Conceived within a crude deception,
    I swore…never to go astray.
    Thoughtful words are simple tools,
    That portray a spirit of decay.

    Art was designed to possess me,
    And consume my total mind.
    My world was a god of worship;
    Skilled in leading the blind.

    Blindness is a temporary condition,
    For life will open many books.
    Words describe another concept,
    That’s not subject to crooks.

    No painted artform of clever lies,
    May offer a worldly deal.
    The truth lies beyond open eyes,
    For the heaven I see, is real.

    There is no worthy tool of hell,
    Presently conceived in view.
    Why, I see only a beautiful form,
    Portraying the art of truth.

    There!…in the distance is my light;
    No hell seems to appear.
    God allows my eyes to open wide;
    Now, I see…heaven is here.

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