The Waking State
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The waking state, our weakest link
If governed by instinct
Oh hermit, each act with love ink
Make ego urge extinct
Be alert, not in trance
Distil thoughts, take no chance
To rhythm divine dance
We choose our fate
The waking state
18-December-2021
Quietus
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2021
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