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I died briefly,

I died and waited for you.

There was nothing.

I searched the tunnel

stumbled towards the light,

the way littered with souls,

wavering through purgatory

Fading voices and vanishing images,

life turning to afterlife

returning to dust

and in the distance

I saw nothing.

I waited for angels

I looked for you.

I sought you out

The pearly gates rusted and locked.

Is this heaven?

I died briefly then revived.

I died and waited;

God, where were you?