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High high on the peak of the world.
Anticipations are vibrate in words.
Intensions are said to be coerce and certain.
Let’s say my endeavor is invincible.
Along the diversity of stares.
Among the dimensional corners.
Sequences of souls,
Breath is declared to insulate in mask.
When the glitters of enlightenment rainbows,
Then the monuments are preserved with bows.
Thou congregate to consecrate the deeds,
Bestow by the holy one indeed.
Thy satisfaction arose,
Thy penetration rejoiced.
From the ornamented pulpit,
Heavenly purified clergy.
His raining preaching,
Holiness is the teaching.
With bows and folded hands,
We close our eyes to see.
They! There are…!
Assembling the beats of hearts,
Which can be heard by deaf.
With promise smile.
Stand by proper mile.
Race to pace.
Yes! We chorus together,
OM MANI PADME HUNG!!!