In the Abode of my Beloved

In a sweet abode beneath the surface, of all illusions, There lies my beloved My beloved, oh such pleasure, the words so easy to utter A melody of infinite beauty lies there in the remembrance What great wonder to be here in the embrace of the immaculate light She knows no boundaries and formless is […]
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Published on September 27, 2017 06:22
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