I must begin my life Once again By dreaming the impossible.
— Sri Chinmoy
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Rolling pellets of aggression Polished by attention Burns my guilty hand Cold on contraband
No warmth like solitude: My stillness in multitude My car in living caravan As arriving rumbling on
Sumangali Morhall February 2005
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