The deeper you love , the weaker you become.
Let go of attachments , a seeker you become.
For every string pulls you down.
In this quest of harmony,
memories are harnessed to your soul.
Every warm touch and that deep dark gaze,
Attach a hook to your karmic days.
Let go of your love, let go the lover,
Become a miser of attachments
Become the master of your warmth
The quest has begun and it shall be seeked.
Look inside , focus deep ,
Nothing was yours , nothing will be!
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