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| LOVE She is young and filled with spirit The mother of a baby boy... Untold numbers of generations With songs falling from their lips Like luscious milk from abundant breasts Pour passion, like honey, Upon the hungry earth... So thirsty are we... So very thirsty Are we... For the purity Of this milk... Of this heart... |
| Our poor world is parched - And full of unloved and broken souls Oh ! That the ultimate Wisdom of all Creations Might purify with love All the hungry children of the earth... Oh ! That the Great Mother of all Might hear the crying hearts... Oh Mother! Please Fill the whole world With your Milk...
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