Broken the knife that opened the sky
Impaled in the lady white rose doves fly
Dull as a circle or one without thought
Like angel skin she's baby oil soft
Wind Is breath
Sun guides The Eye
Earth Is Body
Moon Pure As Mind
Given this chance you'll learn to breathe alone
The oneness of the five
Prana pushes
Prana pulls in
For every second you're alive

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