is suffering
with boulders on your eyelids;
splinters in your chest
and then finding perfect sight and a calm breath
that is samsara
Aug 26, 2013
Aug 26, 2013 at 3:06 AM UTC
is suffering
with boulders on your eyelids;
splinters in your chest
and then finding perfect sight and a calm breath
that is samsara
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