Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 4

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There was a time

When my heart was beautiful,

My eyes were beautiful

And everything that I had was beautiful.

But now my life is totally empty

Of beauty

Because I have allowed my mind

To enjoy doubt-meals. ```

From:Sri Chinmoy,Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, part 4, Agni Press, 1998
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