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The Music
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My friend, the stain of the Great Dancer has penetrated my body.
I drank the cup of music, and I am hopelessly drunk. Moreover I stay drunk, no matter what I do to become sober. Rana, who disapproves, gave me one basket with a snake in it. Mira folded the snake around her neck, it was a lover's necklace, lovely! Rana's next gift was poison: "This is something for you, Mira." She repeated the Holy Name in her chest, and drank it, it was good! Every name He has is praise; that's the cup I like to drink, and only that. "The Great Dancer is my husband," Mira says, "rain washes off all the other colors."
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