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| Reality | ||||
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| Oliver | ||||
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| I HAVE SUCH A TEACHER | |
| Last night my teacher taught me the lesson of poverty, | |
| having nothing and wanting nothing. | |
| I am a naked man standing inside a mine of rubies, | |
| clothed in red silk. | |
| I absorb the shining and now I see the ocean, | |
| billions of simultaneous motions | |
| moving in me. | |
| A circle of lovely, quiet people | |
| becomes the ring on my finger. | |
| Then the wind and thunder of rain on the way. | |
| I have such a teacher. | |
