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Who Am I

Moments before lower mind drifts into sleep, awareness self-aware, in the vast bardo, sans identity, as pristine soul presence, woos the universe to infuse magnetism within our childlike heart, yearning for God’s touch.

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Date: 10/6/2023 11:46:00 PM
Somehow I missed this gem! Congrats on a win!
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Date: 10/7/2023 5:32:00 AM
Thank you, Karen :)
Date: 10/6/2023 6:12:00 PM
This is excuisite So deep
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Date: 10/6/2023 7:14:00 PM
Thank you, Debjani
Date: 10/6/2023 2:54:00 PM
Love the final line! Congratulations!
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Date: 10/6/2023 7:13:00 PM
Thank you, Kim, this win came as a pleasant surprise
Date: 10/6/2023 11:59:00 AM
Congratulations US, wow a book!
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Date: 10/6/2023 7:12:00 PM
:) thank you, Anaya
Date: 10/6/2023 1:30:00 AM
Congratulations, Seeker. Thank you for supporting my Hypnagogic Dream contest. In order to claim your prize of the book, DOWNTOWN – Poetic Devices, please soup mail me your e-mail address. Regards, Suzette
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Date: 10/6/2023 7:12:00 PM
Thank you, Suzette ~ soup mail sent

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