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Слушать(AI)Aditi
The mother of gods,
She dwells in the sky,
As endless and undecipherable
As her numerous names.
She has a mind full of senses,
A meaningful mandala
Of space and time.
Her unity with the world
Is reflected in her children
Who touch the creation
With their divine nature.
She is the riddle
Of the celestial sphere.
Марина
My poetry doesn't reflect my feelings.
It mostly stems from observation and communication with the others and sometimes from long days of readin
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