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Dec 2015
The passing of years become obsolete in the mind of the solitary
all becomes just a day and night
a detached soul free from all fear
where love is the standard and goal of all things
and the hermit knows only love can achieve what love wants.
Written by
nivek
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     chimaera, Don Bouchard, g clair and Sjr1000
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