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Bound
within the tight vessel of my skin,
do I remember the exalted freedom and joy of my eternal being? They are here, inside of me always. Knowing so deeply, waiting so patiently, loving so unconditionally. And sometimes the prison walls of this body reflect a glow which is fueled by the greatest bliss of all, that of remenbering my infinity. (Martina Hoffmann 1998) |
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