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I'll cede to the Isle of the seed. |
| Knowing The eye sees most of reality, but knows itself only by looking in the mirror. The foot, on the other hand, only feels itself when it feels the ground. My heart knows no joy without understanding sadness. I hope the same is not the case with love. I hate that it is. A flower is a bud exploded, a seed the flower died, the seedling the rotted seed, the bud the knowing seedling. |