pheṇūpamaṃ kāyam imaṃ viditvāmarīcidhammaṃ abhisambudhāno
chetvāna mārassa papupphakāni adassanaṃ maccurājassa gacche

Realizing that this body is like froth, penetrating its mirage-like nature, and plucking out Mara’s flower-tipped arrows of sensuality, go beyond sight of the King of Death!

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