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A Prayer

A Prayer


Out of my mind flow many songs;
I seek them not, they are mundane thoughts
May the sound of the Divine Flute sound
Purify my soul and raise me to God
May the light of Truth shine upon
The road I must walk along
From fleeting-life to life-in-eternity


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