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Book 20 Page 48

 

Who am I?

 

I cannot be described.

There are no words to describe me.

 

I cannot be painted.

There is no paint that can capture me.

 

I cannot truly be named.

There is no word that does me justice.

 

I cannot be contained.

There is no vessel to contain me.

 

I was born at no time,

I live till eternity.

 

Who am I?

 

 

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