| The crackling fires of untruth in which we
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| Burn through the days, and the dark waters
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| Of dreams in which we drown at night
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| The blazing skies at a new dawn
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| The prayers that we blindly babble
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| The golden purity of a swarm of flying birds
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| The pulsating blood that flows through
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| Everything but this moment
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| The encounter of staring into a
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| Stranger’s eyes through the mirror
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| Of the self, the death of nations
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| The poison that strikes as words
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| All the eternal secrets we carry
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| The spiteful remark of a broken promise
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| The fear of touching the higher self
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| Even if it’s just for one second
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| The oceanic grace of equanimity once in a blue moon
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| The mountains and hills of forsaken landscapes
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| The infinite wisdom of every withering flower
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| The frozen depths of untold memories
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| Searing all flesh and mind
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| The burning lakes of pasts unspoken
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| The silent beauty of decay
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| The freedom that comes through acceptance
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| The joy of losing everything
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| All anxiety and anguish
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| Pain and grief, all hatred and envy
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| Every tear that falls, every instant in desire
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| In solitude, every spark of hope or illusion
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| Joy or forgiveness
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| Every moment of peace and content
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| All passion and love
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| All these things are
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| One, for us to witness
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| Once we return to our birthright
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| And all is none
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| ॐ भूर्भुव: स्व:
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| तत्सवितुर्वरेन्यं ।
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| भर्गो देवस्य धीमहि
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| धीयो यो न: प्रचोदयात् ।। |