Smaller than the smallest atom, All embracing as the heavens, Tuka views the world objective - Name and form as all delusion - Realising its true nature Serpent like, he drops his cover, Far is left the triple range, Which the soul has just passed o`er Light the jar of dull clay brightens! Shining in that light doth Tuka Live on earth to serve the mankind.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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