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Juggler’s Juggling handful of balls,
Rolling on,
Letting go Attachments,
Brimful Detachments,
Real Truth of Souls of us all.
A mother, A sister, A father
A brother, A friend even
Among them all.
You know they were there,
Now wonder where they
May be gone.
In their earthly forms,
A never-ending charge of
Attachments Detachments
Whirled them all around.
You have lost them, Yes,
You have lost them,
But see they are shining,
Now shining amongst those
Myriads of dazzling stars,
Sharing their love a brilliant
Shimmer in their hearts.
Juggler’s Juggling handful of balls.
Moving on,
Letting go Attachments,
And Detachments,
Real Truth of Souls of us all.
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