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My prime suspect, my evil mind.Its ruthless eye strangles my breath.
I sail my boat to a goalless shore.
Within, without, the dance of death.
Sri Chinmoy, Silence speaks, part 1, Agni Press, 1990
Its ruthless eye strangles my breath.
I sail my boat to a goalless shore.
Within, without, the dance of death.
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