Said the Alaskan to the Costa Rican
Said the Blind man to the Seer
Said the student to the master
Maybe I wouldn't be freakin'
surely BE more clear
free and not at pasture
There are three pair of glasses
1. Both lenses of Fear
2. One of love
but still one of fear
3. Two of love
Resulting in perfect vision-
airy, fire and tears
of joy
expanding in Truth!
Together
we
are
ONE
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