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Do I feel the Presence of God in all that I do?
Never the covetous heart shall come to the stealer of hearts,
Never the shrouded soul unite with beauty's rose.
Do I speak more than I listen?
How do I feel when someone gives 100% of their attention to me?
Now is he struck dumb with the beauty of the All-Glorious;
again is he wearied with his own life.
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