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The war happened to me the hostile people my neighbours and family I have to take my loss anyway The dark is teaching me to accept that I am invulnerable there is no need to flee my soul is my asylum if I **** I **** lovingly with a silvery shine around my duty which is not a mirror of their motives
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Mar 11, 2019
Mar 11, 2019 at 5:41 AM UTC
Silvery shine
The war happened to me the hostile people my neighbours and family I have to take my loss anyway The dark is teaching me to accept that I am invulnerable there is no need to flee my soul is my asylum if I **** I **** lovingly with a silvery shine around my duty which is not a mirror of their motives
India (Delhi 1200 vC – Mahabharata, Arjuna) Arjuna = Silvery shine Krisjna = Dark Collection “Short Sermons” # 20
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Mar 11, 2019
Mar 11, 2019 at 5:41 AM UTC
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