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Doubt
Egoic doubt stealthily stalks our presence
It is detected by ripples in stillness
Ego seeking self preservation
Our presence, it’s determination
It is, we are
Close, yet afar
A vibration switch
Does the trick
Simply
Enigmatically
In stillness
In our aloneness
If we so choose
Without excuse
To be
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The Self has no attribute
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