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In my lifeThere is nothing to say
And there is nothing to understand.
There is only one thing,
And that is
Constant self-revelation.
Sri Chinmoy, Twenty-Seven Thousand Aspiration-Plants, part 30, Agni Press, 1984
There is nothing to say
And there is nothing to understand.
There is only one thing,
And that is
Constant self-revelation.
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