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"THE MOON was but a chin of gold A night or two ago, And now she turns her perfect face Upon the world below. Her forehead is of amplest blond; Her cheek like beryl stone; Her eye unto the summer dew The likest I have known. Her lips of amber never part; But what must be the smileUpon her friend she could bestow Were such her silver will! And what a privilege to be But the remotest star! For certainly her way might pass Beside your twinkling door. Her bonnet is the firmament, The universe her shoe, The stars the trinkets at her belt, Her dimities of blue."
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"Life is a flowing river. We came from earth and water. We will go back there after the magic of life."
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"Spring dances with joy in every flower and in every bud letting us know that changes are beautiful and an inevitable law of life."
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"I hear the sounds of melting snow outside my window every night and with the first faint scent of spring, I remember life exists..."
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"When I am in nature, my heart dances with butterflies and sings along with flowers."
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"A planet without birds is a planet without angels!"
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"Nature is a better scientist than any human can ever be."
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"When we reconnect with nature, we will be restore ourselves."
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"The sea never dries for it has so many friends."
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"Live like a tree, giving, forgiving, and free."
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"The beautiful world!"
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"Old age comes on suddenly, and not gradually as is thought."
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"The soul should always stand ajar, ready to welcome the ecstatic experience."
Experience

"Find ecstasy in life; the mere sense of living is joy enough."
Life

"There is no Frigate like a book to take us lands away nor any coursers like a page of prancing Poetry."
Poetry

"Where thou art, that is home."
Home

"I dwell in possibility."
Possibility

"Morning without you is a dwindled dawn."
Relationship

"Success is counted sweetest by those who never succeed."
Success

"The Babies we were are buried, and their shadows are plodding on."
Childhood

"Anger as soon as fed is dead 'tis starving makes it fat."
Emotion
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