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Magnetism rising
Bliss bubbling
On the verge of bursting forth
Our ecstasy knows no oath
So we just be the emptiness
In rapture of bliss in fullness
As in drunken joy we vaporise
Form unable to contain the surprise
Bliss explosion within in renewal
The climax continual
Call it what we will
Only our outer shell is still
Concealing our heightened delight within
As time dissolves we unendingly begin
To involuntarily rhythmically sway
As the music of ॐ within does play
In silence
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The Self has no attribute
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