Oh, this is the most high

Oh, this is the most high poetry, the great romance of life, like dewdrops wich nourish every blood cell for a new, clamorous awareness. It's the union with ourself. Like a magician who shows his arts, so God shows us ours.
Most then beautiful.

pitta

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