WednesdayOct 08, 2025
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On the holy boughs of the Celestial Tree High up in the heavenly fields, Beyond terrestrial desire My soul-bird a warm nest has built.
Truth, like roses, often blossoms upon a thorny stem.
Modesty is a sweet song-bird no open cage-door can tempt to flight.
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