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Having chained myself to Love and thrown away the key,
I became free, ecstatic in this servitude.
Love reaches my soul in golden rays of light.
Like the lilies of the field, I do not toil,
but flower under the light of the Sacred One's eyes.
Love is my provision, my comfort, my joy.
I became free, ecstatic in this servitude.
Love reaches my soul in golden rays of light.
Like the lilies of the field, I do not toil,
but flower under the light of the Sacred One's eyes.
Love is my provision, my comfort, my joy.
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