A circumcised heart, no longer encased
has forgiven all, and towards all is chaste
No hurt left inside hence none will come out,
you'll flow like water, right up, out the crown spout!
LIGHT is your juice to spray on all beings,
the dark will run, thinking you are peeing
Let it flow and turn it up
burn the old place down,
redirect your full cup
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