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On dying the soul flies off
Into the original world
Into the aerial trough
And then reborn on the mold

Incarnate in the new creature
To form a new-living feature
And maybe it is a stone
Or a fish or a man or a worm
Oh!

Depending on the baseness of epitome
We denigrate the bioaura of soul
And either she
Reincarnates in the highest being
(Highest being!)
Or either she
Reincarnates at the simplest thing
(Simplest thing!)

Soul!

The eternal circulation of the souls
Infinite number of rebirths
In order to be more purified
And in the end turning wholly into the light!

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