9646. EACH TIME MY MIND WANTS TO ESCAPE
Each time my mind wants to escapeFrom the reality-life,
My heart sees nothing
But the cruel torture of death.
Sri Chinmoy, Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, Part 97, Agni Press, New York, 1983
From the reality-life,
My heart sees nothing
But the cruel torture of death.
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