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Kushinigar

under the Sal tree lies a meditation unambitious a certain implausibility of death and life and all auspicious am i disciple - or more - or less the mind thirsts a life to slake proceeding forward - or to regress then sleep and mindfully be awake © Goode Guy 2013-07-24

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