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Neruda's Beadsso much you care for the beautiful things maybe beads are rolling on your table maybe your days you dont even know you already had the most precious bead of them all born in a nest of fallen leaves in the warmth of the earth in the lulling of a spider in the pale face of the moon it gently bit the back of your neck willingly rolling inside your palm the only one faster than the opening of your flower, tree! ~Diana J., Aug. 2009~Neruda's Beads

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Pedro Offers You His Protection.
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All of my blind ambition left me deaf with perfect vision.
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All of my blind ambition left me deaf with perfect vision.
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All of my blind ambition left me deaf with perfect vision.
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