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Post Meditation
I grow the interest to know who thinks me,
I am still and silent at first,
The breath moves, I am given life,
I am in it, of it and with it,
The same as you, I am
I notice that my form is a vessel,
But I am not my form,
My thoughts run like programs
But I am not my thoughts
my emotions are felt deeply
But I am not my emotions
My body a sensory interpreter
...Saturday 20th May 2017 10:33 am
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