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the modern ills we face all have ancient roots back to one old Tree a Tree of this and that.. from the Tree a virus spread with special virulence now.. anxious ills and worry fueled by this and that.. few seem to know a medicine is extant and really here closeby.. yet mysteriously hidden alas..in our plain sight.. a preliminary dose is a simple location.. to find a bit of this in that and that in this.. a spoonful will send us on our way.. a transforming surprise an immunizing gift.. a gift when recognized clothes armor to confront.. new dark incursions of the virus we now name the familiar this and that.. yet now we might be offered a second dose stronger than the first a sudden recognition there's really More than this and that.. this special More that we now swallow.. a More of special beauty enclosing only gentle hints of our former this and that....
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Jul 3, 2012
Jul 3, 2012 at 11:15 PM UTC
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the modern ills we face all have ancient roots back to one old Tree a Tree of this and that.. from the Tree a virus spread with special virulence now.. anxious ills and worry fueled by this and that.. few seem to know a medicine is extant and really here closeby.. yet mysteriously hidden alas..in our plain sight.. a preliminary dose is a simple location.. to find a bit of this in that and that in this.. a spoonful will send us on our way.. a transforming surprise an immunizing gift.. a gift when recognized clothes armor to confront.. new dark incursions of the virus we now name the familiar this and that.. yet now we might be offered a second dose stronger than the first a sudden recognition there's really More than this and that.. this special More that we now swallow.. a More of special beauty enclosing only gentle hints of our former this and that....
charlesc
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Jul 3, 2012
Jul 3, 2012 at 11:15 PM UTC
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