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In stillness the senses grow pleasant With inner abundance no peasant The coin of the realm He receives from the elm And spends every ounce in the present

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kingoflimericks

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kingoflimericks

M / Remote

Published: Sep 13, 2024
LinesWords: 528

Tags: #limericks #mendicant #meditation #presence

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