Self Reflection
what you send to me returns back to you times three times three
spirit body mind
only despair you will find
such is the universal design
ghosts of ancestors body mind
may the truth unveil and find
what you wish you may not seek
truth unveils at Moon’s new peak
understand it you will see
Only a reflection that’s in front of thee
Times three Times three Times Three
So mote it be.
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