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We look around and see
Self imprisoned souls yearning to be free
Yet bound by maya limitation
Lie asleep in their own fearful imagination
Resting thought ego begot
Shifting fulcrum to the heart which we forgot
Rekindling the flame of love within
Vaporising identity we become blissfully sanguine
The only challenge we face
Is habits & ferality of old that we need to deface
If we choose to drop our bag of grief
Rapturous divine bliss gives us permanent relief
Here & now
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The Self has no attribute
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