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My Lord Beloved SupremeIs telling me
That each soulful breath of mine
Is an antidote
To my teeming worries,
Anxieties and imperfections.
Sri Chinmoy, Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 20, Agni Press, 2001
Is telling me
That each soulful breath of mine
Is an antidote
To my teeming worries,
Anxieties and imperfections.
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