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![]() and I don't know the kind of person you are a pattern that others made may prevail in the world and following the wrong god home we may miss our star. |
![]() but do not know why, you are just lucky, and you will not move in the little ways that encourage good fortune. |
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![]() if they have any, time for all of us common ones to locate ourselves by the real things we live by. |
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![]() house in its own room there. . . . |
![]() bring it up. Cool, cool minutes. No one stirring, no plans. Just being there. |
![]() when little oppressions touch me arrows hidden in my cloak whisper, "Ready, ready." |
![]() the earth before saying anything. I'd stop just before going into a house and be an emperor for a minute and listen better to the wind or to the air being still. |
![]() the rain, a million requests for lodging, one that wins, finds your cheek: you find your home. |
![]() can lick their Father Who art in Heaven. |
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