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Every morning When I awake I try to remember to Empty The chamber *** Of my soul If I'm successful I step outside And look up One, two, three, five Seven, eleven, thirteen . . . Inifinite I'm full Of love I just have to remember To empty The *** Of **** And vinegar Zero No longer
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Oct 27, 2014
Oct 27, 2014 at 11:36 AM UTC
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Every morning When I awake I try to remember to Empty The chamber *** Of my soul If I'm successful I step outside And look up One, two, three, five Seven, eleven, thirteen . . . Inifinite I'm full Of love I just have to remember To empty The *** Of **** And vinegar Zero No longer
My granny used to tell me I was full of **** and vinegar. Still don't know what that means but these words make me think of her. Also inspired by #33 of Shams Tabrizi 40 Rules of Love
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Oct 27, 2014
Oct 27, 2014 at 11:36 AM UTC
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