"Not long ago your consciousness was wandering alone.
Swept away by karma, it took this present birth.
Soon, like a hair pulled out of butter,
leaving everything behind,
you'll go on again alone."
"Not long ago your consciousness was wandering alone.
Swept away by karma, it took this present birth.
Soon, like a hair pulled out of butter,
leaving everything behind,
you'll go on again alone."
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