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Every day an inner flowerIs blossoming inside my heart.
Every day my heart
Is growing into
A new beauty’s purity-flower.
Sri Chinmoy, Twenty-Seven Thousand Aspiration-Plants, part 88, Agni Press, 1984
Is blossoming inside my heart.
Every day my heart
Is growing into
A new beauty’s purity-flower.
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