| Thou did not recognize
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| Luminosity of thine mind
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| Absorbed in impurities
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| Familiar patterns take their course
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| Tormenting furies
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| Compelled to push on
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| Through terrifying hail-storms
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| Darkness, snow and rain
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| «O nobly-born, do not seek refuge in the womb!»
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| Visions of thine future existence will arise
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| Caverns and blossoms will appear to thee, avoid to hide inside
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| For they ate the womb
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| Passage into another painful reality
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| Flesh eating demons
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| Ghosts of those forever lost in this intermediate state
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| Haunt me, paralyzed with horror
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| Ridden with sorrow of loosing my past life
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| Feeling drawn
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| Towards the realm of pleasure and pain
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| «Anxiety and despair will take hold of thine fate»
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| Visualize thy tutelary deity
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| Massive limbs, terrifying appearance
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| Possessing the might to reduce to dust the legions of mischievous spirits
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| The power of its grace will separate thee from the tormenting furies And thou
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| will wilt obtain ability to select the womb-door you desire
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| In deep faith, heed this profound teaching
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| The power of its grace will separate thee from the tormenting furies and thou
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| will wilt obtain ability to select the womb-door you desire
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| In deep faith, heed this profound teaching
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| Hiding in my place of refuge
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| To escape the horrors of the Bardo
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| Hearing the sounds of immensity
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| From outside my resort
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| I shall never return to that hostile plane
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| Longing for existence like it used to be
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| Gravitated towards Samsara
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| Thou will faint away into unconsciousness
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| Womb-door opens, consciousness resets
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| Seeing the light of day, cycle is complete
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| Slave to ignorance and attachment
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| Yet another lifetime to accumulate wisdom
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| Visions of thine future existence will arise
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| Caverns and blossoms will appear to thee, avoid to hide inside
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| For they ate the womb
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| Passage into another painful reality |