Bliss effervescence
Clinging not to hope or despair,
joyous in life as it appears,
as pure awareness, self-aware,
we’re free from both desires and fears.
Frolicking carefree in the void,
no longer by ego decoyed,
we are a mist that has no name,
throb of bliss is our claim to fame.
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