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Attentive & sentient
To emptiness vibrant
Within
As bliss ignition
Feeling complete
With the elixir replete
No seeking or striving
Save a burning yearning
Deep contentment
In quiet alignment
No doing to be done
Except to come undone
In wonderment we wait
Monitoring not the gait
Of the pulse enlivening
Climax renewal rapturising
Nothing to size or resist
We vaporise as a bliss mist
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The Self has no attribute
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