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All of life full, a dream
Vibrant cloak of humanity
Satisfied not to merely breathe
Mocked as poor, hidden kings
By glorious fools, oblivious
Dwindling grains of sand
Teasing from death grips
Tinsel covered treasures
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Calling from deep in the heart, from where the eyes can't see and the ears can't hear, from where the mountain trails end and only love can go... ~~~ Three Rivers Hare Krishna
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