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if your daily life seems poor, do not blame it; blame yourself, tell yourself that you are not a poet enough to call forth its riches; for to the creator there is no poverty and no poor indifferent place.
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on kids





















on bugs












on soil


















on streets
























on skulls









on stones





















on locks












on marcus













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however mean your life is, meet it and live it: do not shun it and call it hard names. Cultivate poverty like a garden herb, like sage. Do not trouble yourself much to get new things, whether clothes or friends. Things do not change, we change. Sell your clothes and keep your thoughts
- a little cambodian girl who wrote this for me in yet another 3D card while we departed. aptly plagiarised, but doesn't it perhaps spell hope?
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i had fun, a pleasure travelling with ten other hunks, ten other babes and a tonne of muscle for my roommate.