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Which heart beats more pure

under skin,

under muscle,

under bone;

Who's dream is stronger than mine

holding eyes heaven bound in

secret moments?

A mantra slowly forms from silence

wandering words released in the night

lost in the midst of time

where my luminous body is taken

to an inner place

which no-one can see

but where my spirit

dances on awakening sounds

in perfect circles