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The rythm of life
The heart purity is a mind of understanding an wisdom nit in anger but in love an truth
The life of men are sometimes jugde for emotional weakness but the strength us in the emotion we feel
The body of the soul is like water that asorb the memory of the life we live
The fear of it an not knowing are the understandable of other is the greatest fear of men
The fear of many is the ab...
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