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The sensations felt in being profoundly human,Materialized now in this mortal flesh,Through experiencing matter’s great illusion,Reveal all timeless knowing ever afresh.It requires a quieting of the inner chatterSo that in silence the cosmic chorus sounds,That in the expanse of what does truly matterPerfection in diversity fully abounds.So let the heart avail itself to light