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The days I do not pray and meditateMy heart makes me feel
That my life is shamelessly
Frittering away
Its precious and auspicious days.
Sri Chinmoy, Twenty-Seven Thousand Aspiration-Plants, part 191, Agni Press, 1993
My heart makes me feel
That my life is shamelessly
Frittering away
Its precious and auspicious days.
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