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When you think you are alone, but there are many and they are everywhere, in all their beauty – quietly doing a job

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When you think you are alone, but there are many and they are everywhere, in all their beauty – quietly doing a job

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You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.