Working my way back to the earth
Through a long dream of being lost
And thwarted at every turn
By my own failure to follow directions
To trust the signs and symbols
Of a language I couldn't speak
Hurrying through the dark streets
Either empty or crowded
Some faces dead some living
Until you finally appeared
And gave me back my body
And said yes I could awake
Take up my bed and walk
And sin no more
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