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Hymns of Thayumanavar
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Pervading everywhere
Thou moveth the worlds all.
Knowing this for sure,
I seek not to swill the ambrosia of Thy Bliss.
Deep in the poisonous mass of lust am I immersed.
Am I to hold onto the body as true
And pine away forlorn?
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