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Nov 2015
It's in forgetting the self
that you are set free
the sticky ego would perish
the mind feeds on nothing as it's empty

that which is empty has no boundary
and everything does it encircle
that which is full soon spills over in excess
he who is relieved of the burden of self is his own miracle
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Written by
MS Lim  Melbourne, Australia
(Melbourne, Australia)   
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   Chris
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