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When your mind is likeA big confusion-circus,
Your soul loses its hope-sky
And promise-sun for you.
Sri Chinmoy, Twenty-Seven Thousand Aspiration-Plants, part 119, Agni Press, 1988
A big confusion-circus,
Your soul loses its hope-sky
And promise-sun for you.
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