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Declutter Mind

there’s too much clutter let’s make some room within that healing elixir of God’s grace illumining form may cleanse past sin in truth, there is of course no sin as such the veil of illusion makes us stuporous hypnotic trance cause of delusion we’re free, if heart be porous

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