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Dormant heart, reviving, has arisen, | |||
Has advanced in Your direction. | |||
All | All the ties, all the fetters | ||
Torn, she's gone on with song after song. | |||
Any fiber of attachment blind shall not bind; | |||
Any worldliness won't be able to entwine. | |||
All unreal strings and all inertia, | |||
Ripped asunder, she proceeds in Your direction. | |||
Compared to the vigor of a mighty elephant, | |||
How much power | How much power do the cobwebs have? | ||
She disregards them as rejected; | |||
She | She moves on, under pull of the Boundless. | ||
</poem> | </poem> | ||
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