5898. Each undivine thought
Each undivine, unaspiringAnd ugly thought of yours
Pinches others for a minute
And then comes back to you
To box your nose for an hour.
Sri Chinmoy, Ten Thousand Flower-Flames, part 59, Agni Press, 1983
And ugly thought of yours
Pinches others for a minute
And then comes back to you
To box your nose for an hour.
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