STRAY BIRDS
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The Perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the Imperfect.
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God says to man, "I heal you therefore I hurt, love you therefore punish."
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Thank the flame for its light, but do not forget the lampholder standing in the shade with constancy of patience.
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Tiny grass, your steps are small, but you possess the earth under your tread.
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