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my pickle and my charms.My pickle and my charms. Sep 30th, 2010. Do not scold the little birds. We need their songs. Do not hate your own body. It is the altar for humanity's spirit. Your eyes contain the trichiliocosm,. And your ears have sovereignty over the birds,. The springs, the rising tide,. Beethoven, Bach, Chopin,. The cries of the baby,. And the song that lulls her to sleep. Your hands are flowers of love. That need not be picked by anyone,. Is the most beautiful morning of all mornings. Have all spoken out for peace.
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