114. Nothing dies, nothing lives
Nothing dies,Not even your little stupidity.
Nothing lives,
Not even your stupendous sincerity.
Sri Chinmoy, Sound becomes. Silence is, Agni Press, 1975
Not even your little stupidity.
Nothing lives,
Not even your stupendous sincerity.
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