I am no longer attracted to or repulsed by death.
I am a rebel, soon a hero, one day a saint.
No longer softened by herbs or hardened by hatred,
my inhibitions and self-doubt are released.
I have found the perfect middle path.
Anhedonia dispelled, I stroll in more than silence
and less than screaming.
Finally, I know I will go blind if I keep shouting at the sun,
and will stumble if I keep cursing at the ground.
No more groveling or lies or cowardice,
I am pleased to be exactly who I am.
The work of the present moment is beautiful and endless. 
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