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All I Was Doing Was Breathing

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Something has reached out and taken in the beams of my eyes.
There is a longing, it is for his body, for every hair of that dark body.
All I was doing was being, and the Dancing Energy came by my house.
His face looks curiously like the moon, I saw it from the side, smiling.
My family says: 'Don't ever see him again!' And they imply things in a low voice.
But my eyes have their own life; they laugh at rules, and know whose they are.
I believe I can bear on my shoulders whatever you want to say of me.
Mira says: Without the energy that lifts mountains, how am I to live?

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The devotion and surrender to the god and Bahajans for meditation by MiraBai is beyond comments and respects in such feeling.

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The devotion and surrender to the god and Bahajans for meditation by MiraBai is beyond comments and respects in such feeling.

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The devotion and surrender to the god and Bahajans for meditation by MiraBai is beyond comments and respects in such feeling.

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