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About this Book:
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I opened my eyes and all that flooded my eyes was light. I turned around and realized I was ascending into the sky in a curiously designed elevator. The back and sides of the elevator seemed to be made of glass. I gazed out the glass and saw a beautiful pristine sky. The nimbus clouds towered several stories high and appeared to catch light in its grasp. Rainbows abounded and shot from cloud to cloud showering my view with beautiful light. One was shooting in front of the glass, somehow, I couldn’t resist, I stretched my hand out to the glass. As I touched the glass, it moved, bent, and stretched until it allowed my hand through. The rainbow shot through my hand and I pulled my hand back into the elevator. My hand was glowing and glorious light was pulsating through it and entering my veins filling me with power, energy, and joy. Suddenly, my elevator filled with a thick, white substance.
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