So Angelic is our nature, flesh is our guide.
Fragments of our sentient nature are seen in symmetrical
chaos. Abandon samsara, clearing the sky of clouds.
She who knows embrace our withered heart,
as time never moves in your garden and we rest in paradoxal sleep.
Fragments of our sentient nature are seen in symmetrical
chaos. Abandon samsara, clearing the sky of clouds.
She who knows embrace our withered heart,
as time never moves in your garden and we rest in paradoxal sleep.
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