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My Lord, I have too much pressure-fire."My child, you enjoy too much pleasure-mire."
My Lord, my life has done so much for You.
"My child, why then am I not close to you?"
Sri Chinmoy, Silence speaks, part 1, Agni Press, 1990
"My child, you enjoy too much pleasure-mire."
My Lord, my life has done so much for You.
"My child, why then am I not close to you?"
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