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It is in my grasp I see it I feel it whispering Twinkling between the leaves On the wings of a butterfly Soaring on the eagles wings Mother this is what is meant for me Go back to remembering Karmatic lessons follow you When will you cut those cords Freedom awaits you
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Sep 6, 2016
Sep 6, 2016 at 9:51 AM UTC
I see it
It is in my grasp I see it I feel it whispering Twinkling between the leaves On the wings of a butterfly Soaring on the eagles wings Mother this is what is meant for me Go back to remembering Karmatic lessons follow you When will you cut those cords Freedom awaits you
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Sep 6, 2016
Sep 6, 2016 at 9:51 AM UTC
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