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Epiphany

You hear the voice of a thousand worlds,
crying out to the deity of this cosmos.

We know of a destination, but not a path to take.
We know of a destination, but we know not where.

This is the suffering of the great cacophony,
growing louder, louder, as the truth does fade.

We are blinded by voices, as they cry out.
Desperate sounds, the path will evanesce.

We find the path, no, it is but an illusion.
The path has found us from the voices that called.

We see now the true path to our destination unfold,
We cannot comprehend, but the journey’s end we see.

Euphoria, the truth, the light, and what else?
The final destination unfolds unto itself.

We have discovered what we came to find.
The voices are quiet, now, we sigh.

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