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In my heart’s secret depth,There is always a poignant cry
To destroy the disharmony
That fetters and bruises
My outer life.
Sri Chinmoy, Twenty-Seven Thousand Aspiration-Plants, part 5, Agni Press, 1983
There is always a poignant cry
To destroy the disharmony
That fetters and bruises
My outer life.
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