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The Wheel of Death
Now has come the full turning of the wheel Now has come the hour to give up the unreal For
a man who dies before he dies Does not die when he dies. I have seen the place
far beyond this space For I would seek to find the treasures in my
mind For a man who sees the way in the morning Can gladly die in the evening Oh to be free! Oh to be free! Of this body ... Now has come the full turning of the wheel Now has come the hour to give up the unreal For a man who
dies before he dies Does not die when he dies.
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