Where is the man who understands my art? My exposed heart?
That man who dares to live vulnerably?
Where is the man who looks into my eyes
and sees the likeness of himself and the vast eternity within?
Where is he? My equal?
The one who will put aside conditional love?
Oh dearest specimen of Godliness and man in union,
you and I will be devoted only to that unconditional presence,
together we shall sail towards the same destination.
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