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UndoubtedlyThe mind is a road.
But while walking along
This road
There comes a time
When we realise
That this particular road
Goes nowhere.
Sri Chinmoy, Twenty-Seven Thousand Aspiration-Plants, part 41, Agni Press, 1984
The mind is a road.
But while walking along
This road
There comes a time
When we realise
That this particular road
Goes nowhere.
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