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We are beyond whatever
people say about us.
Do not ask us which religious school we follow;
be content with your own.
In love’s school there is only the One;
the speaker is no other than the listener.
The shadow we once cast is now traceless,
vanished in the sunlight of His face.
Shadow? What shadow? It was but a fantasy
that in ignorance imagined itself to be real.
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