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Brother, Stand The Pain. Escape The Poison Of Your Impulses. The Sky Will Bow To Your Beauty, If You Do. Learn To Light The Candle. Rise With The Sun. Turn Away From The Cave Of Your Sleeping. That Way A Thorn Expands To A Rose.

Everyone Has Been Made For Some Particular Work, And The Desire For That Work Has Been Put In Every Heart.

Die Happily And Look Forward To Taking Up A New And Better Form. Like The Sun, Only When You Set In The West Can You Rise In The East.

I Am Your Moon And Your Moonlight Too I Am Your Flower Garden And Your Water Too I Have Come All This Way, Eager For You Without Shoes Or Shawl I Want You To Laugh To Kill All Your Worries To Love You To Nourish You.

Wherever You Stand, Be The Soul Of That Place.