“My soul is from elsewhere; I’m sure of that, and I intend to end up there.” Rumi
Through Dante's eyes, I see the world anew.
A tapestry of light and shadow, too.
I feel the poet's pain, his joy, his loss,
Through his life, I bear the cross.
I see the depths of hell, the fires bright,
Where sinners writhe in endless night.
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