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Free flowing feeling
Without resisting
An act of valour
Bliss flavour
Displaces the old
With rays of gold
As we vaporise
To embrace surprise
Desires subside
Identity dies
All that we clung to
Yields to the new
Only the innocent
To bliss sentient
May reorient
Reinvent
Their being
In ecstasy enlivening
Imbibing
Elixir rapturizing
Moment to moment
The magnetic current
Feeling complete
With bliss replete
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The Self has no attribute
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