New Temple
My Son shattered my windows,
broke down my thiick walls and
and brought down an already collapsing roof
Yet, He made my Temple whole again
but always with alot of help of our Friends
transforming me from the depths of ignorance
into oneness with the Original Essence again
broke down my thiick walls and
and brought down an already collapsing roof
Yet, He made my Temple whole again
but always with alot of help of our Friends
transforming me from the depths of ignorance
into oneness with the Original Essence again
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| Auteur: David de Vreer |  
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| Gecontroleerd door: David de Vreer | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 15 januari 2025 | ||
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