
Upon the mat, a sacred space defined,
Where outer echoes gently fall behind.
No teacher's voice, no crowded, hurried breath,
Just inner whispers, conquering all death
Of doubt and fear, the shadows we embrace,
Unfurling …
این دیگه چه سمیه .🕋🤟🫡🪬🤝🕉☮️🛐
dope
Jubilation
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