Sleep - death without dying - living, but not life.
There is no caste in blood.
That rich celestial music thrilled the air From hosts on hosts of shining ones, who thronged Eastward and westward, making bright the night.
Within yourself deliverance must be searched for, because each man makes his own prison.
No power on earth compares to a mother's tender prayers.
We are the voices of the wandering wind, Which moan for rest and rest can never find Lo as the wind is so is mortal life, A moan, a sigh, a sob, a storm, a strife.
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