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Burning yearning
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In the still of the night
we are engulfed by
magnetic electricity
The play of bliss delight
pulsates within
throbbing in continuity
As a child receptive
we imbibe the elixir
filling our form
In a mood meditative
we feel each nuance
as love embrace warm
With no aspect seeking
we rest in stillness
in prayerful gratitude
Our heart is yearning
for a connect seamless
as we burn in solitude
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The Self has no attribute
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