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One Perception Must Immediately And Directly Lead To A Further Perception

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One Loves Only Form, And Form Only Comes Into Existence When The Thing Is Born.

Love Is Form, And Cannot Be Without Important Substance

What Can We Do When Even The Public Conveyances Sing? How Can We Go Anywhere, Even Cross-town How Get Out Of Anywhere