Staggering down the hall -
a bloody handprint marks my decent
with sin training its beady eyes
on my chest. Hold your breath.
Squeeze.
The blurriness breaks with light
splintering into my new found faith
flutter. blink. stammer. gasp.
Brimming with joy over the pain
as realization sets foot.
The hall ends in a room
with open walls.
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