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Soul
Searches
Consciously…
Unconsciously…
Streams of query flow
Walls of falsehood erased
Screens of delusions get torn.
Springs of truth soothingly creep in.
Hunger satisfied, my heart comes home.
Days, nights, and seasons find endless newness.
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