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Ram Dass

dedicated to the service

he lived and died for us

to see we are not but

what we can touch

is only an illusion

clues in deep movements

of our selves and what fails

nothing is finally held

you might know it as insanity

you might no it as hell

I hold it when you fell

can you taste the smell

when you are here with me

be cause

I can not see the


does this mean it exists

only by means, we exist

walking on lines you

don't see with your eyes

can you dig it

because I love him

deeper than any other

for he is only a reflection of christ

can you not see it in their eyes

their beautiful design

the pain took your pride

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