YatharthaTiwari
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Every night, our spirits are unchained from the body
And its trap
Making them as untainted as blank pads,
Every night spirits are released from this ensnare
And set free,
Neither being masters, nor enslaved.

At night, prisoners don't experience their prison,
At night, kings know not of their magesty.


my translation of a Rumi poem
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