if we drown in a storm, is the drowning wrong

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ac-

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we must be love to know love

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pink

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i only know love

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how do we receive love

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The Fish

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split like spun

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on what can not revive

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that which we allow

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of the cliff; whereupon the stars,

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VII.

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opening and shutting itself like

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sun,

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lilies, and submarine

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we feel soft only as much as we are

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an

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its youth. The sea grows old in it.

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through black jade.

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we can practise being

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