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The Lover Never Despairs. For A Committed Heart Everything Is Possible.

Every Moment A Taste Of That Beauty In Our Mouths, Another Stashed In A Pocket. Impossible To Say What: No Cypress So Handsome, No Sunlight, A Lonely Hiddenness. Other Pleasure Gathers A Crowd, Starts A Fight, Lots Of Noise There. But Soul Beauty Stays Quiet..his Amazing Whereabouts Unknown Inside My Heart.

The Rose's Rarest Essence Lives In The Thorns.

Join The Community Of Saints And Know The Delight Of Your Own Soul. Enter The Ruins Of Your Heart And Learn The Meaning Of Humility.

Those Who Practice Love Have Neither Religion Or Status.