stumbling through the holes on the floor of Heaven,
seeking redemption, longing for solace.
In this forsaken alley, lightness and darkness are now interwoven.
Anidawehi closed her eyes to shut off the vivid images
of moments she desperately wished she could erase,
hearing the screams she should have screamed. Feeling the cages
and the chains she could no longer bear to face.
Oh, and in the midst of Heaven and Earth,
forever and time will soon cease to exist,
suspended in a never-ending moment of truth.
Anidawehi's soul will somehow find its worth,
With the faith of knowing someday she'll be cleansed.
And now thorns have littered ten thousand miles,
and yet Anidawehi walked this trail of tears, keeping the faith
that someday she'll glide upon petal-strewn aisles,
knowing that her faith is much stronger than the unsaved's wrath.
And here in the midst of Heaven and Earth,
forever and time have long since ceased to exist,
suspended in a never-ending moment of blinding truth.
Anidawehi's soul has somehow found its worth,
because she had been clean all along.
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