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Parallax
There is no echo
For there is no surface
Off which sounds may bounce
Yet the melody is imbibed
Embraced & assimilated
Released
In an instant
Unclingingly
There is no dissent
Between the one who sees
Externally
And the one who employs
The subtle single eye
To energetically connect
Universally
Both are blessed
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The Self has no attribute
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