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The Words Of Great Masters

Soaking in the radiant words of great masters.
Each crease of the page a mark of my love.
Ink upon pages pointing directly to the nature of my own heart.
There in this simple moment,
Within this grand reflection,
I find you, always abiding,
waiting for me to see you,
To see me,
to see Love.

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