The Awakening

I have been asleep 24 years disillusioned from the truth.
Is this a dream or a reality.
Trying to decipher the wicked and the pure.
The false perspectives in life is what's taught.
Yet true knowledge of the heart just can't be bought.
The presence of life moral and rhetoric of life holds experience.
While wisdom and knowledge holds deliverence.
Sleepers no longer dreaming of experience.
Rather achieving the desires that once tormented them.
The Awakening attack bringing forth a revelation.
That I no longer have to sleep to dream and dream to sleep.
All because the God of life has awakened me.

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