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I hear the voice of the voiceless. I see the face of the faceless. People say I am a raving madman for I kiss upon the passing breeze thinking of it as your feet. © Ali Ashraf
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Sep 29, 2018
Sep 29, 2018 at 2:16 AM UTC
Beatific Vision
I hear the voice of the voiceless. I see the face of the faceless. People say I am a raving madman for I kiss upon the passing breeze thinking of it as your feet. © Ali Ashraf
Just my interpretation of how divine manifestation or beatific vision would be and how it would effect the individual.
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24/M/Pakistan
Sep 29, 2018
Sep 29, 2018 at 2:16 AM UTC
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