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1.18.2013




“clean and sweet is my soul, and clean and sweet is all that is not my soul” WHITMAN.

EACH DAY PASSES 
EVERYTHING CONFUSES
MY SOUL WITHIN PAINS
MY HEART BLEEDS
NUMBNESS KILLS MY BODY. 
I TRY TO FREE MY BODY, HEART AND SOUL.
BUT THEY ARE CHAINED BEYOND REDEMPTION.
A VOICE WITHIN OR OUT DON’T KNOW PLEADS.
AWAKE FROM THIS HIBERNATION.
FOR YOU HAVE TO RISE ABOVE YOUR BODY, HEART AND SOUL AND
ATTAIN UNION WITH COSMIC ENERGY.                      


JEEVAKANI.

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