Twenty-Seven Thousand Aspiration-Plants, part 1

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Soul, my soul,

You save me from constant

Invasions of death.

Soul, my soul,

You welcome the teeming

Sighs of my life.

Alas, I do not consciously

Love you

And yet I desperately

Need you. ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,Twenty-Seven Thousand Aspiration-Plants, part 1, Agni Press, 1983
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