Oh disciples of mine!
Let my love fill the golden cup in your crystal pure hearts,
Like the sunbeams of the rising sun every morning.
Let it flow abundantly to every corner of your soul.
Let it tear up and forget the knotted roots of regret and self-pity
to nourish the tender seeds of love and hope.
Let my love fill the golden cup in your crystal pure hearts,
Like the sunbeams of the rising sun every morning.
Let it flow abundantly to every corner of your soul.
Let it tear up and forget the knotted roots of regret and self-pity
to nourish the tender seeds of love and hope.
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