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D
of the
HOLY HEART
Burdens fall away
Hard scenarios melt
Like butter mirages
On toasty cinnamon desert sands
Incapability’s pressing pressures
Now seen as mirage like images of bitter lack Now vanish forever
Like cinema reels
In a theater of dreams
Of days gone by
Forgotten as if they never were
Remember, remember
The Promised Lotusland
Of ascendant gentleness
The Opulent Orchid-world
Of exquisite endless fulfillment
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