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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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