Trillions of words passed through this pen,
The paper is too tired to lay down now,
But the love of Truth burns
More powerful than any flame!
Time and time I reach this place,
Beyond the dimensions of space-time,
Where beauty and peace collide,
And blades give up their sharpness!
Two wings here make no sense,
Neither two eyes, two ends, two tongues,
This is the realm of the One,
A silent All, a silent None.
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