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What Is A Tiny Insignificant Seed That, When Spring Arrives, It Should Not Be Annihilated For A Tree To Arrive.

Your Longing For Me Is My Message To You, All Your Attempts To Reach Me, Are In Reality My Attempts To Reach You.

Love Rests On No Foundation. It Is An Endless Ocean, With No Beginning Or End.

Let Yourself Be Silently Drawn By The Stronger Pull Of What You Really Love. In The Depths There Is A Spring With All The Water Your Heart Is Thirsty For.

Where, With Your One Rose You Can Buy Hundreds Of Rose Gardens?