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Zen mode

definitive knowing, free from egoic thought just the way a blossoming rose feels God’s altar is in deep our heart it’s where our soul kneels there’s no unit of measure of bliss rapture pulsating within also the light that illumines our aura calling to us from heart so we go in therein

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