on our dance recital
i recite, we essentially are dr jekyll and mr hyde. in a way that within ourself lies a battle between dark and light. true or false. right or wrong. im and yang.
our soul will not be quenched until we find our true self.
the image is like a cloth. we recognize the image but somehow we can put it on.
every saint has to put his/her cloth on. so the senses will not be ours but our trueself.
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