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Oct 2013
Go to the wineshop of the true master and take with you an empty cup,
it's by staying there awhile, that vessel if fortunate, you'll get filled up.
The wine that the master dispenses is made of knowledge, bliss, love and grace;
by quenching your thirst there with it, will no longer feel anywhere out of place.
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From "The Quatrains" - ongoing writings since the early '90's.
Written by
George Krokos  73/M/Melbourne, Victoria, Aust
(73/M/Melbourne, Victoria, Aust)   
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