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A Lover Knows Only Humility, He Has No Choice. He Steals Into Your Alley At Night, He Has No Choice. He Longs To Kiss Every Lock Of Your Hair, Don't Fret, He Has No Choice. In His Frenzied Love For You, He Longs To Break The Chains Of His Imprisonment, He Has No Choice.

The Water Said To The Dirty One, “come Here.” The Dirty One Said, “i Am Too Ashamed.” The Water Replied, “how Will Your Shame Be Washed Away Without Me?

Nothing Can Nourish The Soul But Light. Rid Yourself Of Material Needs And Be Set Free.

When Someone Is Counting Out Gold For You, Don't Look At Your Hands, Or The Gold. Look At The Giver.

Travel Brings Power And Love Back Into Your Life.