20.12.2024
The words are flowing but the sound Of substance is no longer near Nor the voice that would resound Its musical notes so crystal clear, “Awaken O soul and come to me For I am thy destiny, I am not far but very near If you can free from karmic fear The bonds that hold you far from me”.
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