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Broken bonds of self construction |
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Poise of mind's final abstraction |
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Leaves behind our consciousness |
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It's path we follow |
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To dispel our actions |
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We unveil the shadows |
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To release desire |
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Healing wounds of mental matter |
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We connect the fabriqued patterns |
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Merged beneath the flesh that's thread |
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It's a vital function |
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To induce the mind-fold |
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We indulge in suffer |
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Capturing the downfall |
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Tearing truth |
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Breaking through |
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Uncovering mystery |
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Sowings reaped |
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Delusive dreams |
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Emerging seeds |
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Our hollow deeds |
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Feeling skin |
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Releasing pain |
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We escape to innocence |
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Slow decay |
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Invoked remains |
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Patterned flesh in pyres lay |
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Cease |
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Uncover |
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Bleed |
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Discover |
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Emptiness enters through space |
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Piercing the essence of carnal nature |
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Lateral visions of dreams moving farther |
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Boundless endeavor awakens |
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Dwell in the mire of death |
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Demise and ignorance |
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Leaving the fragments of dharmas |
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We fade through dissonance |
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Setting free through purity |
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Relieving suffering |
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Diffuse in depth of blissfulness |
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To continue forward |
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Feed the blind the fruits that we recover |
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Reached unfolded path |
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Time can only tell the path we follow |
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In my eyes I see my life go by |
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Search within thyself to discover truth |
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Beauty is within thee |
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The world's impermanent |
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A mirage we'll see only if we escape the dream |
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Gaze far beyond the bend |
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That blinds and chains the sense captured in reality |