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Oh, let what I am keep on existing and ceasing to exist,and let my obedience align itself with such iron conditionsthat the quaking of deaths and of births doesn’t shakethe deep place I want to reserve for myself eternally.
Oh, let what I am keep on existing and ceasing to exist,and let my obedience align itself with such iron conditionsthat the quaking of deaths and of births doesn’t shakethe deep place I want to reserve for myself eternally.
