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My soul free from this body and mind that hinder it, from knowing the peace of wholeness. My heart thirsts for what I don't know. Intellect searches for what it can't find. Feelings and emotions such putrid garbage, thrown out onto others as such. What is it I'm seeking, that is the problem, I do not know, but know I must seek it. Is it happiness? Is it joy? Who to ask, all have an answer, or do they? Aren't all lost, just as I? |
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