Be with those who help your being. Don`t sit with indifferent people, whose breath comes cold out of their mouths. Not these visible forms, your work is deeper. A chunk of dirt thrown in the air breaks to pieces. If you don`t try to fly, and so break yourself apart, you will be broken open by death, when it`s too late for all you could become. Leaves get yellow. The tree puts out fresh roots and makes them green. Why are you so content with a love that turns you yellow?SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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