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How I wish I could always speakTo my Lord Supreme
Exactly the way my soul does:
In silence-whispers.
Sri Chinmoy, Twenty-Seven Thousand Aspiration-Plants, part 249, Agni Press, 1998
To my Lord Supreme
Exactly the way my soul does:
In silence-whispers.
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