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Current mood:  enlightened
My religion is to be kept alive by Love:
life derived from this animal soul and head alone is a disgrace.
The sword of Love sweeps away the dust from the lover's soul,
for this sword clears sins.
When the bodily dust is gone, my moon shines:
my spirit's moon finds an open sky.
For so long, O adored one, I've been beating this drum of love for you
to the tune of "See, my life depends upon my dying."
1:03 PM
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