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Sinopse
Of all those I could’ve chosen to worship, not only did I choose the death, I choose the black beautiful and incandescent radiance of my Kali. I choose the man who can look her in the eyes, and the boy who delights in her dance, and the student who bridges all her connections.. I sing; “Om Hrim Shreem Klim Adya Kalika Param Eshwari Swaha”