There’s no way out,
no cure but death.
Last night in a dream
I saw an old man
standing in a garden.
It was all love.
He held out his hand and said,
Come toward me.
If there is a dragon on this path,
that old man has
the emerald face
that can deflect it.
This is enough,
I am leaving myself
-Rumi
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