34. My true disgrace

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O my unguarded mouth,

You are my true disgrace.

O my unopened heart,

You are my real disgrace.

O my unfulfilled soul,

Don't hide your face.

I shall soon manifest you

With my surrender-embrace. ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,Europe-Blossoms, Aum Press, Puerto Rico, 1974
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