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Each time I tell my heartThat it is not aspiring
To my satisfaction,
It just bursts into sobs.
Sri Chinmoy, Twenty-Seven Thousand Aspiration-Plants, part 270, Agni Press, 1998
That it is not aspiring
To my satisfaction,
It just bursts into sobs.
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