Ipso facto

(By the fact itself, by the very fact)

A part of me died;
I have no regret,
No contrition or sadness,
I feel alive in my death.

A part of me died;
Tears from my eyes denied,
It was freedom to live;
And a restoration of my soul.

A part of me died;
I live to tell the tale,
Ah! My heart leaps for joy
That I live to see this day.

A part of me died;
The moment I surrendered,
Ready to count the cost,
Death became the path to my salvation;

A part of me died;
But Life eternal is mine.
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