| a little tragedy of falling drop, not mentioning to die, but just to get to point to reach the floor, to cover... the dry with wet, the thirst with water,- the weightless worth of sacrifice despite the gravity of core, when ego - oneness with a soul... unceasing willingness to sate, fulfill, to be absorbed with no will, to be continued in the loop of nature... | |||
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