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Free of all contemptuous obsessions,
He walks a path of mindfulness and ease.
Can the waves be separate from the seas?
Restless, existential fears
Do not presume to enter here.
As he lights a candle in the darkness,
He opens to the sacred and profane.
Seeking both in sunlight and in rain;
Even hearts that cease to beat
Cannot secure the soul's retreat.
And now, as all has finally come to pass,
The boundary lines are close to being blurred.
His heart is strong, his music shall be heard.
Fear cannot control the man
Who holds this moment in his hands.
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