In your light I learn how to love. In your beauty, how to make poems. You dance inside my chest where no-one sees you, but sometimes I do, and that sight becomes this art.

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I want to sing like the birds sing, not worrying about who hears or what they think.

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As To The Mental Essence, We Find It In Infants Devoid Of Every Mental Form.

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Words are a pretext. It is the inner bond that draws one person to another, not words.

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Be empty of worrying. Think of who created thought! Why do you stay in prison When the door is so wide open?

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The youth need to be enabled to become job generators from job seekers.

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Chains Of Habit Are Too Light To Be Felt Until They Are Too Heavy To Be Broken.

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Wars Are Caused By Undefended Wealth.

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When my title was taken away boxing died.

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The Cautious Seldom Err.

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